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Less Ain't Always More

So, I recently saw a local music video that completely burned the line between daring and porno.

It was, to put things mildly, rather raunchy, with women’s gyrating rear ends, sexual gestures, partial nudity. Of course, on instinct, I wondered out loud why the media was keeping itself busy portraying women as sex objects, and why women would allow it. Thankfully, before I could launch into a full rant a number of possible answers showed themselves.

Uno. Perhaps the women did not do this on purpose. Perhaps they were drugged. They must not have been lucid. All those wildly vibrating, barely clothed bodies and glazed eyes could be blamed on some ecstasy someone put in their drinks when they weren’t looking, a joint they didn’t know they were smoking.

Dos. Could be it was absolutely necessary. It’s typical, happens every day in movies. Girl needs money for sick mom and or exam registration. Struggling musician offers her a deal that may disrespect her dignity, but is sure to get his video a few views. Girl doesn’t like it, but, oh, it’s for the best. Girl does it. Result? Half-nude woman in a music video.

Treize (?). Or, the women wanted to do it. It is fame, after all. Who doesn’t want it? And what better way to be famous than to shake what your mamma gave you? And, no, there’s no shame in that, because it takes talent to wriggle that hard and still leave the set with your waist intact. And, nah, it’s not a problem at all if you have to do it with some of your clothes missing. There is a voyeur in everyone, after all. Nude people will always be more memorable than clothed ones.

Quatro. Maybe this is not about the women at all. Maybe all the nudity is really a campaign against clothes. I mean, it figures! Pretty much every month comes with its own trend. Every week brings another fad. And we rush to get what’s new. People don’t own fashion as much as fashion owns people. It would not be a problem if these things were cheap. But they aren’t, so it is. Maybe showing half-dressed people, and eventually undressed people, is an attempt to stir within mankind the primal instincts of Eden, where clothes—and trends, and fads, and fashion—didn’t have as much bearing on us as just being ourselves. And being nude.

Five (Yep, that’s all my Spanish).Possibly it’s a defense mechanism. Possibly the nudity is not the media’s doing at all, but the women’s tool. Females are using the ‘throw it at them so many times they get bored of it’ theory. It’s like hearing one song so many times you get sick of it. The women are thinking, ‘if we can show men as much nudity as possible, then they won’t force us to show them what’s under our clothes; they’d have seen so much of it!’ The best form of defense, after all, is attack. Possibly, if they feed men enough pictures of unclothed women, after initially getting turned on, men will start to get turned off, and sexual harassment, and rape, and pedophilia, will take a nosedive.

(Be reminded: I am not a man. I don’t know the psychology of man. I don’t know how viable this plan is.)

Sixo. This could all be aimed at hitting a certain global standard. A lot of musicians envision winning international music awards, gaining worldwide recognition. And it’s undeniable that most of the music videos that attract worldwide attention, for some reason—possibly the voyeur in all of us—are those packed solid with women without clothes on. All this could be an elaborate plan by musicians from our part of the world towards becoming universally famous.

Well. Maybe one possibility is true. Maybe all of them are true. That being said, the presence of so many nude women in videos nowadays may not particularly be in a woman’s interest. Because, unfortunately, although it isn’t every one of us females dancing in those music videos and in dire need of clothes, that picture is the one that that has been blown out of proportion, and is sticking in the minds of the public, the picture of ‘lady in the streets, tiger in the sheets.’ It’s like adding weight to the quote, ‘Good girls exist in every corner of the earth. Unfortunately, the earth is round.’ It’s like telling guys that beneath a woman’s polish and poise, is the 97% possibility of a sex bomb, ‘So come grab some baby!’ A man could be rude to a girl and be almost justified.

There’s no doubt about it. Women are sexy. But like beautiful actress Mae West, ‘I like my clothes to be tight enough to show I’m a woman, but loose enough to show I’m a lady.’ I mean, there’re few things nicer than a full dressed woman who’s still sexy, right? Videos can still show a woman in a sensible getup still turning male heads, right?

Unfortunately I seem to be the last surviving human who thinks like that. That thought is so last year. Who thinks like that anymore?

Nobody. Up with nudity, down with dignity.

Yay.

P.S. I’ll be holding one of these soon:




All are cordially invited. 

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  1. Emmom emmom...but boys will...I mean, we will always be who we are..unfortunately or fortunately

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    1. Hahaha smh! a.k.a., you lot never grow up? Thanks!

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