Keep Cap Straight

Call me old fashioned, but so is Steve Rogers, and the idea that people want his character to be made homosexual proves their ignorance and lack of respect for the character that the world has come to know and love for three quarters of a century.  I understand that they want representation, and while I don’t agree with the lifestyle they want represented I do see why they would want it, but can we leave Steve Rogers alone?  Seriously.

Nowhere in his canon that spans longer than the lives of most people still living is there anything besides him being interested in women.  Even in the movies he’s been straight, old fashioned and highly moral.  In all of his stand-alone movies his love interest is female.  He has been established both in comics and in the MCU as a heterosexual male, who has a thing for Carter girls. haha.  But honestly, it would be such a cheap publicity shot to throw gay on Captain America that anyone with the aesthetic of a boar would be outraged by it.  Have a gay superhero if you must, but don’t do it to one of the oldest heroes in all of comic book existence! It doesn’t fit his character as it has been established and it does nothing for the story.

Futhermore, beyond the aesthetic, the tradition and the moral, there is the fact that if the hashtagging imbeciles of social media had their way they would be denigrating one of the most poignant and beautiful friendships in fiction to a simple carnal instinct with some gay romance thrown on top.  Because it truly seems that no one these days is capable of appreciating a true platonic friendship, regardless of gender or sexuality, without wanting to heap on the sexual tension and making an outcry about sexual subplots.  Come on folks, why can’t we leave pure friendship as simply pure friendship.

Were my best friend and I fictional characters in a popular series, or famous in any way there would be reems of fanfiction and theories about us having a sexual subplot because hey, we’re two people who care for each other very much and that must mean we’re secretly desiring to be lovers… I don’t think so.  For one, the Bucky to my Steve is happily married to a man and straight, and two I’m also very much a heterosexual female, but good luck trying to convince the addled adolescents of the internet that if we were characters in a book, movie, or show.   I understand deep friendship like Steve and Bucky, which is why I cherish their character’s untainted loyalty to each other, because it’s how my best friend and I am.  Like I said, she is the Bucky to my Steve, after much deliberation we honed down our fictional counterparts to those two because that sums us up so well. She is the one I look up to but I get surprised when I find she looks up to me too, she’s the one that is upstanding I’m the one that borders on priggish and while I have the outgoing brash personality of Bucky and she’s a little more of a quiet Steve, the comparison still stands for us, and for our level of closeness. And  I would hate to see an exemplary friendship sullied with unnecessary sexual overtones.  And that goes for any friendship, regardless of sexuality or gender involved.  And that is exactly what would happen if Steve and Bucky were to be made gay.

So Captain America does NOT need a boyfriend.  Honestly no character ever except maybe Bella Swan whose personality was as exciting as overcooked oatmeal, or some harlequin heroine, ever needed a love interest.  Let characters be themselves and don’t seek to alter their canon existence to fit agendas or fill a hole.  They’re fine the way they are, we love them the way they are.  Steve Rogers has been a beloved hero for seventy-five years, leave the old man alone.  Go find someone with less history and more character traits that would make a different sexuality more plausible rather than just latching onto the biggest name in Marvel just to have someone to carry the rainbow banner.  It’s not his character, it never has been, and it never should be.  Leave a good thing as it is.  That is all.

And seriously y’all, let friends be friends without insisting on sexual tension.

 

 

Pride in the Past (but not all of it)

LIBERTY! EQUALITY! FRATERNITY!

The three words that the French Revolution revolved around establishing for all of mankind.  We still fight to uphold them today.

I’m here to talk about Equality and Fraternity right now, because there is a distortion of what those two are about these days.  The idea that equality is somehow only for a certain people group, and that others don’t deserve the same rights as others.  That certain peoples whose ancestors were mistreated by certain others’ ancestors somehow strips the rights from the descendants.  This problem exists not just between races and classes but between the genders.  We’ve strived to make everything so equal that it’s now become imbalanced, just in a new direction.

A little girl can wear an attitude T that says “Girls rule the world” but if a boy were to wear a shirt saying the same thing there would be outrage at the parents for raising a sexist chauvinist.  A woman of African descent can wear a shirt that says “Black Girls are the Best” (I’ve seen both of these t-shirts in real life!) but if I, a white Northern European descended female were to wear anything that said “White girls are the best” I’d be glared at, mobbed as racist, and probably kicked out of the store.  The only time white people are allowed to be like I’m so proud of my heritage is on Saint Patrick’s Day, we can wear the “Nothing better than an Irish Girl” shirts and no one is going to judge.  Try wearing anything glorying in your heritage any other time of the year?

I’m not saying the African-Americans shouldn’t get to wear their pride on their shirt, I’m just saying that equality means I get to be proud of my roots too.  I shouldn’t have to be shamed because some of my forebearers made less than great choices and fought wars, owned slaves, or treated others different because race, gender, money, ancestry.  Their prejudice doesn’t erase the things they accomplished for good.  I’m proud of my English roots because it was in the soil of England that the Reformation took root and spread to the New World.  Did those same Englishmen that brought their Bibles to the Americas also kill and misuse the Native Americans, yes, and I’m not proud of that.  But for every hero there’s a darker side in History, no one is perfect.  And this is where the Fraternity comes in.  We love one another as brothers despite skin color, gender, or ancestry.  The revolutionaries of the French Revolution were very much about seeing you for who you were, not your ancestors, they had the sons of aristocrats aiding their cause as well as the sons of illegitimacy and ignorance.  Nothing is all good, the French Revolution is a prime example of this, it shattered the darkness that had suffocated France for centuries, it also caused wanton bloodshed because of ancient hatreds and resentment against the wealthy.  It started leaving the world in wonder, and ended leaving it horrorstruck.  Prejudice and the corrupt nature of man lead to its fall and the rise of equally awful things and the return of monarchy and then imperialism, but those things don’t ruin the good that it did accomplish.

I’m a woman, and I’m proud to be one.  But does that mean men can’t be proud of their gender too? No! Just because some men in the past made bad choices, doesn’t mean the entire gender has to suffer for the wrongs of their fathers.  They can be proud that due to their gender much of the world as we know it exists as it does.  Is everything in the world good? No! But as a wise man once said “The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”

Fraternity, brotherly love, it’s a biblical theme.  And if people were to just see the precepts in God’s Word as a guide, the hatred of today would go away.  The Gospel has brotherly love at it’s core, and when you love your brother equality comes without thought, for how can you not view as an equal someone you love as your own kin?  If the revolutionaries of France had done this, and not allowed egotism and prejudice to blind them, the Terror would not have occurred.

So how about instead of being offended because someone is proud of the fact their grandfather was a hero and saved twenty of his comrades under heavy fire, just because said grandfather was a Confederate in the Civil War, or was a Bolshevik, or a Zulu warrior, we accept that bravery is admirable, and self-sacrifice the greatest glory this life can afford, and don’t judge individuals, now or in the past by the errors of the people group they belonged to, the cause they fought for, the country they originated in, or by their ignorance.  We can look at our own past and find direct family members that we’re proud of, or accomplishments of our people group as a whole, we can empathize with those different from ourselves rather than see what is “wrong” about their cultural heritage and use it to fuel our prejudice.  Our own ignorance of others is the greatest ally that hatred has in our hearts.

And that leads to another core belief at the heart of the French Revolution, eradicating ignorance.  When all are equally educated then you can see others as equals because you both share the common ground of knowledge and a thirst to extend that knowledge.  The more you learn about a people group the more you understand their cultural heritage and why they made the mistakes they did, had the mentality they possessed, and why some aspects of their identity have survived in their posterity.  It helps to see them as equals, because when you study your own heritage you see what your cultural identity gave to you, and you have the choice to rid yourself of some of the bigotry you may have acquired, but also to amplify the virtues your lineage has given you.  When you banish ignorance it is easier to make yourself who you wish to be, not what your culture expects you to be.  Because ignorance is what breeds hate, violence, prejudice, bigotry, superiority complexes, egotism, resentment, jealousy, and so many other vices.

Know more so you can be more! Be more than your own past, or the past of your people! And uphold the words the French rallied to over 200 years ago.  I would recommend supplementing those words with the Gospel, even if you never come to know Christ as your personal Saviour (though I pray you do), there is much wisdom and insight on loving those around you to be found in the Gospels.

Deeper meaning in Dumbo

I haven’t seen Dumbo since I was quite young, so when I rewatched it for my Disney marathon today it really struck me, watching it with adult eyes.  Now I’ve heard people criticize it for being outdated, racist, etc.  But I have never seen a better representation of special needs children than Dumbo.

Almost every struggle little Dumbo faces is one faced by a special child.  The snickers, the condescension, people trying to use them for publicity. It’s really the story of circus performers, but they focused on an elephant.  Because circus performers of old were usually the odd and outcast, the hunchback, the ones with a peculiar physical debility that others could capitalize on.

But back to Dumbo being the greatest representation of special needs, there’s the struggle of a mother whose “friends” can’t deal with how unusual and special her child is so they turn their backs on her, leaving her alone and unsupported to raise him, and then blaming her child for all the hardships she faces.  There’s the struggles of not fitting in.  And the hero who comes along and believes that what others make fun of you for is the very thing that makes you wonderful and special.  I was just really struck by how a movie most people who currently cry out for representation in Disney features would deem offensive solely because one of the crows’ name is Jim is the best representation of special needs children and their struggles.  This cartoon is seriously underrated.

The Road to Destruction… is paved with hedonism

Doom and gloom is something I try not to do too much of, but it is a bit overwhelming when you look at how little people care anymore.  There are folks out there who are concerned for the future of mankind, or their fellow man.  But it is shocking how many people don’t stop to help those in need of help, even if it’s just asking if they’re alright after a fall or something.  They just walk on.  One time at work there was a guy in the middle of the chip aisle, convulsing on the floor, his face red, having some kind of seizure, and people were doing everything short of stepping over him to get to the Fritos! Caring nothing for the concerned wife who had to anxiously stand there and wait for the Emergency services to arrive.

I see how civilized society is declining.  Not by neglect but by people purposefully turning their back on everything that came before and formed society.  We have first world humans dressing worse than the uneducated illiterate street urchins of a hundred years ago or the barbarous cannibals that Cook encountered.  People have no concern for those around them.

Women bare it all as they walk down the street in little more than hose and an undershirt not caring what impure thoughts they’re inspiring in men.  Rather than using the freedom that has been granted us in the last hundred years for good we think it a fine plan to go and treat men worse than they ever treated us because we’re entitled to do so is the theory.  Not taking the higher ground and leading the way in a world where both genders respect each other and all is fair, they want to keep a war alive that was supposed to die with women gaining rights.  Women dress like hookers and claim that they have the right to be comfortable… but do you really? I’m sure there are a lot of people who would find running around nude more comfortable than clothes, but that doesn’t entitle them to do so and most wouldn’t out of RESPECT for those who have to see them and might be made uncomfortable by the sight of their nakedness.

And women aren’t the only people group to use their new found freedom for vengeance rather than peacemaking.

The respect for nature has gone.  We may make a fit over a dead lion or an endangered bird but we don’t go out into nature anymore.  We don’t seek out the wise words of the silence of the woods and see life around us and how special humans are in the wide world but how beautiful the rest of the world is.  We let nature die without ever listening to what it has to tell us and taking in all the splendour of a world unsullied by human hands, and going back to our lives with that in our soul.

And societies that have existed for millennia die out because people would rather seek lives of pleasure than spend the money they spend on themselves to raise families and keep their culture’s identity alive and thriving.  People care for nothing but themselves and their own personal gratification, as the philosopher Francis Schaeffer points out it is this desire for personal peace and overall apathy towards the world around them that has lead to the fall of every civilization before.  And the worse thing is WE KNOW THIS but no one cares, they have no pride in where they came from, and care not what happens to those that come after.  The philosophy dominant today, especially among those born in the 1980’s and after, the children of the Baby Boomers and beyond, is that of Louis XV “after me comes the deluge”.  They don’t care if chaos and hell on earth.  We have our video games and our drunken orgies so who cares if posterity suffers cruelly, I’ve got mine!

Women are NOT minorities.

Let me just repeat that women are NOT minorities.

So often you hear women just being lumped in with minority groups or just presumed as one, which is ridiculous.  There are more women on this planet than men and we obviously come in every size, shape, color, social class, and from all regions of the earth, we’re kind of necessary for life like that.  So when someone refers to women and minorities as if they’re the same thing it kind of bothers me.  Like we’re some oppressed, deprived, under privileged waifs in need of legislation to make the world all rosy and peaches for us.  Excuse you we are the most dominant people group on the planet.  And with every first world country now having equal rights we really hold a lot of power, we just tend to use it wrong.

We don’t use our massive majority to effect change as much as we do to just bitch about stuff and how about our lot in life is so unfair, replacing the idea of the knight in shining armor (because that’s SO sexist and unfair) with the great and glorious government, who will solve all our woes and trials if they just pass this or that law or legislation.  Rather than getting off our can and forging the way despite adversity we sit and whine about what we don’t like.  Hate to break it to my fellow females but maybe the reason you’re not getting that promotion isn’t because you’re a woman it might be because you’re a sniveling brat with entitlement issues who doesn’t want to work and wants things handed to her.  Just saying that could be the case.

I’m not saying sexism doesn’t exist, but it exists on both sides.  Women sit around and gossip about how terrible men are or have been to them, we drag a whole group of people down because of a few bad apples that we’ve picked.  But the men aren’t up in arms about how we limit them to a few shallow stereotypes.

We complain about the objectification of our sex and how womanhood is being degraded.  But think how much would be done for the reduction of objectification if women stopped buying Vogue and Cosmopolitan until they started writing about more than just diets, fashion and sex.  As not only the predominant people group on the planet but also the chief spenders, especially in areas of clothing and cosmetics, we wield a lot of power.  If women helped each other rather than sitting in judgement on one another then how much more change could we effect.

We complain that we’re only noticed for our bodies but still bind ourselves in chains as willing slaves to fashion, when we, to quote Shakespeare “we are the makers of fashion”.  If we didn’t buy skin-tight clothes or super short skirts then the companies would stop selling them and the designers would go looking for a trend that would sell.  And before anyone gets on their high horse about how it shouldn’t matter what a woman is wearing or not wearing she should always be respected.  That is true, to a point.  Respect yes.  But don’t expect a guy to take you too seriously when your tatas are hanging out to here! It’s life, you’re trying to deny the existence of hormones.  Guys are gonna look and they might not listen to what you have to say, no matter how clever, when your cleavage is staggering.  And I’m not saying guys can’t think while in the presence of an attractive woman, not true.  What I am saying is that wearing revealing clothes detracts from the amount of serious consideration a woman will receive.  It’s life, it’s the birds and the bees, it’s how things work.  Women aren’t guiltless in the reverse either.  I mean how closely are you going to be listening to what Mr. Chiseled-Chest is saying as he walks around shirtless?  You’ll listen but you’ll also be distracted by what you see.  I mean I’ve experienced this, one of my good guy pals wasn’t even shirtless, it was just the top two or three buttons on his shirt that were undone and I literally spaced out for a half minute on what he was saying because I was admiring the proper and perfectly adequate amount of chest hair that God had endowed him with while standing across from him.  Was I “objectifying” him, not really, distraction because of attraction happens.  I mean seriously, if our brains didn’t get fuzzy because of hormones I doubt as many people would be getting busy.  I mean seriously? take out attraction and the brainfuzz it causes and sex is just a little less appealing.

So in conclusion, we women should stop trying to pin the blame on men, stop whining about everything, actually embrace the fact that we hold a great deal of power and with great power comes great responsibility and most importantly, we should stop judging each other and instead try to help each other out.  Don’t silently stand in judgement of the girl who poses for dirty magazines that you went to high school with, reach out and try to help her out.  Just stop judging each other on shallow things and stop gossiping and try to help one another.  I mean we’re the largest people group on the planet, if we just did that, if women just stopped bickering and backstabbing and judging and gossiping just imagine how much the world would change.  Let’s stop asking the government to solve every problem and whining about CEOs and focus on a little tranquility between each other first.

Is it Society or our Celebrities?

I sit back and I see all the images and trending news and I wonder, is society to blame or are our celebrities?  Because when did running around half-naked become the norm?  And is it society or the competition to stay relevant in the land of movie screens and record deals that’s to blame for women becoming objects who bare their skin just to get attention.  Did the glamour of hollywood and the competition to be relevant in that world make dresses run up to a girls buns and cover nothing more than what is necessary to be covered for tv viewing.

An actress has a “wardrobe malfunction” and it’s front page news, never mind the fact that 90% of her publicity photos she’s halfway nude.  Things are so skewed and strange.  I honestly don’t understand.  On the one hand we make huge deals over what brand of heels a female star wears on the carpet but we’re content to sit back and relax as some guy just plays his guitar, not caring whether his plaid or suit came from Sax 5th Avenue or the local outlet mall.

I’m not saying men are to blame for women being viewed as objects, they’re the last to be blamed.  Ladies, we did this to ourselves, and whether society is to blame and celebrities just took their cue from it or whether they started the trend the blame for us being objects is on ourselves.  You can’t expect to run around showing off everything you got and then cry foul when the guys don’t take you seriously.  Heck, it’s not just them, your own female peers aren’t going to take you seriously.  We may smile and be polite but in our heads we’re thinking man-trap and tramp and every other dirty name.  Guys notice because we show it.  It’s not them objectifying us, it’s us going after guys who aren’t worth it in the first place.  Because if you gotta dress like a hooker to hook him he ain’t worth your time sweetie.  So do yourself a favor and dress like a lady and maybe you’ll find a real man.  And even if you don’t you’ll have your self respect back and be able to feel at home in your own skin, not like you gotta dress a certain way to attract a male’s attention.  Dress classy and you will feel better about you and the world might just take you a little more seriously.

Don’t let the cover of Vogue tell you what to believe about yourself or the painful words of your ex or the boy in 3rd grade who said you were too tall.  Or your high school flame who pressured you into giving your all.  Ignore the haters and fix your eyes on what is good and pure and what has a good rep.  Find the iconic clothes that are the most timeless, you’ll find they’re all pretty conservative where the length and cleavage are concerned.  Your classic little black dress and your jeans with a cute top will never go out of style and you don’t have to show it all to be pretty in fact when you dress for you and to be comfortable is when you’ll feel the most at home.

So while I still wonder whether the media or our own moral decline is to blame for see-through dresses and shorts that run up to our behind, it doesn’t really matter.  It’s up to us to dress in a way that proves we have minds and souls and aren’t just objects to be toyed with.  Blaming other things is an easy way out, but how we dress effects how others view us, and how we dress is our responsibility.  So stay classy ladies.

Sound and Fury Signifying Nothing

So often in today’s society you read news articles covering people’s outrage over something unworthy of anyone’s fury. From the outcry that the Rebel Flag be removed from everywhere forever to the recent freakout over the tacky frat boys’ signs about freshman girls. I mean they were in poor taste yes, but promoting rape culture?  Not so much.
If anyone gets the least bit offended by something an outpouring occurs demanding people be reprimanded, establishments be razed to the ground and all traces be obliterated into dust.
Except… Except if you hold a traditional or conservative view of things. Then you better keep your mouth shut if you think children’s shows that have homosexuals are not just the best thing ever or that girls should try and wear more clothing out in public or that immoral behaviour in tv shows is offensive. Then it’s off with your head. If you point out that maybe it’s because of our society’s decline that we have people shooting others for little or no reason or that it’s because we’ve robbed men of their rights as men and then vilified them that we have them being openly rude and unruly towards women. Whoa!  You can’t say stuff like that. You’re so backwards!
There is so much to be outraged about like the starving and war and the uneducated not flags and frat boy’s.