Attentidentity
Attention plus identity equals: Attentidentity
On one hand I am all for it, in the quest to pick your own pronoun. You go for it, they.
On the other hand ,shaving one’s head and wearing androgynous clothing, merely puts one’s self in a leaderless group for the sake of individual uniqueness when its existence negates its intent.
“I don’t want to belong to any group that would have me as a member.”
– Groucho Marx (attributed)
I am securely insecure enough in my own skin, that any label is unnecessary. Mostly because “I don’t want to belong to any group that would have me as a member.” – Me
Here is something to ponder.
Why does this type of attention seeking, involve only the genitals? Hmmm?
Because sex sells, and for the most part people are afraid of their bodies in the first place. Since they have been indoctrinated to be out of touch with them themselves, as they are. Exploring might make one go blind.
Out of touch. (A little accidental humor).
What feels good, being socially told to deny those urges usually by religion and bad parents. Till it serves the purpose of creating consumers and making movable targets.
Speaking of religion, wasn’t that the first group to start with genital mutilation by using the barbaric surgery of circumcision as an identifier to prove who was God’s people.
Ummm, since God is omniscient and all seeing, wouldn’t “he” know who his people are? Plus, wouldn’t everyone be God’s people????? Right?
(Forgive me if I do not know the whole story or the “correct” story, because it is an illogical story written by many people who could not get their facts straight.)(That is another rant for another time.)
Later picked up by the state as a good idea, for “health” reasons…..because mutilation is much easier to perform than guiding or teaching individuals on how to clean their gun, without it “accidentally” “going off”. Therefore, mutilation overrides evolution.
One of my less than desirable characteristics is being a poor listener. My modus operandi is to presume what I think the other person is going to say, so I can prepare something intelligent to say, even before they have actually said anything.
Since I miss out on all the pertinent content and context, the fault falls to the conclusion that the problem is with the ears.
The surface solution would be then to have a Joseph Mengele type surgeon attach some elephant ears. Sure it would hurt, but then I would be self forced to listen. Not because of the large ears. But rather so I wouldn’t have to admit that the problem was between the ears in the first place.
But then…..I’d be the poster boy for husband’s everywhere who could now explain away why they have trouble listening to their wives. It’s the ears, man.
On a positive note, perhaps the bipedal earthling artists are transitioning into a greater awareness of who they are, by individually exploring new avenues.
We are all one of one consciousness.
I suspect though, since deformation surgeries are mostly non-lethal, it is a legal cash cow.
Because…..if individuals started attentidentitifying as quadriplegics and “felt” they were in a body, that was not meant to have limbs, not many surgeons would be lining up to cut off arms and legs…think?
Or killing elephants for their ears, would be frowned upon, since they would lose their survive in the wild defense mechanism.
As I wrote, am a horrific communicator, but am not about to have my tongue removed or my fingers chopped off, since the problem would still exist between my newly added elephant ears.
“Now let’s repeat the non-conformists’ oath:
I promise to be different!
(SHOUT) I promise to be different!
I promise to be unique!
(SHOUT) I promise to be unique!
I promise not to repeat things other people say!
(SHOUT) I promise not….
Good!”
Steve Martin
How about “I promise not to mutilate my self in any way”
So as not to constantly follow which way the wind blows. By thinking more things out with reversible thought experiments. That explore alternatives without costing a dime.
Or cheap enough, buy or find a hat.
Remember Frosty?
“There must have been some magic
In that old top hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around”
“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin