I've been thinking recently about how people today are embracing fake as the norm.
We all know people with fake body parts:
Breasts -Nature didn't give that many women 38Ds
Hair - Oh, please. Everyone over 50 has grey hair. Not everyone has long thick hair. Some don't have any.
Teeth - Real teeth don't glow in the dark.
Eyelashes - Even the thickest natural lashes don't project 2 inches from the face
Nails - Real fingernails don't look like claws
Tans - Leather skin is only in fashion in Florida
Eyes - Cat eye contacts belong in cats, not humans
Generally they are found on fake people with fake smiles who are fake friends.
Houses have also become fake. Hardwood floors are now made of plastic. So are fancy stair railings and fences. And Roman/Greek columns are now made of aluminum. Shake and slate shingles are now fiberglass. There's fake brick that needs no mortar. The homes are protected by fake security cameras.
The houses are filled with people watching fake wrestling on television while surrounded by fake plants and fake flowers, fake Christmas trees, fake fireplaces, fake fur, fake diamonds, and fake orgasms.
Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships. — Sharon StoneFood is also becoming fake. There's fake sugar, fake fat, fake cheese, fake soda pop.
I mean those patented substances chemically flavored and mechanically bulked out to kill the appetite and deceive the gut — is unnatural, almost immoral, a bane to good eating and good cooking. — Julia Child
Even our language is embracing this phenomena:
"It's like kind of a big deal."
"Like it's totally awesome."
Yeah it's not awesome, just like it.
ABC Reporter Bill Weir came up with other excuses for use of the word "like." (I couldn't embed it in this post so you'll need to follow this link.) It's like a news report, but isn't real because it's full of fake punches in the face.
Yes indeed, we can even say that there is fake news reporting...unless you're one of those who think The Onion is real news.
My childhood was spent with real men and women with real bodies. We lived in a real house with real wood floors and real flowers and ate real food. We spoke proper English.
But all that's like history now.
Yes indeed, we can even say that there is fake news reporting...unless you're one of those who think The Onion is real news.
My childhood was spent with real men and women with real bodies. We lived in a real house with real wood floors and real flowers and ate real food. We spoke proper English.
But all that's like history now.
10 comments:
But we have reality TV. Doesn't that count for something?
I totally agree with you. The other day I was talking with the woman in my life and mentioning I wanted to buy a new car. She insisted I buy a manly car. She said she's tired of girlie-men in their girlie cars with no callouses on their hands, no idea how to use a hammer, change the oil, fix the toilet or mow a yard. She wants me to buy a Camaro. I asked if she also wanted me to grow a mullet, but she didn't think that was funny. I really liked this post. There was nothing fake about it.
Sightings: If only we could edit real life like they do in reality tv land.
Memphis: I'll take a real manly man any day over some metro-sexual creature.
That's like so old-fashioned. Instead of conversation at the dinner table we are supposed to text each other, right?
Jono: Not in my house because it's old and has real wood floors so we stick to old-fashioned ways.
Good writing
crock: Thanks. I think I overused the word fake, but it certainly punctuated my point about how much fake there is in the world today.
Memphis... my Dad bought me a '67 Camaro... do you have any idea how badly I wish I still had that car.
Catch Her... you are so right. We have troubles today with so much being fake... especially our politicians...
Happy New Year to you... :o)
~shoes~
shoes: Politicians fake? Ha. I was going to mention them, but that can be an entire post of its own. BTW: Welcome back to happier times.
geez, looks like you are on sabbatical or something?
i'm liking what you got going here.
no, not fake.
i'm being real.
there is more to life than blogging. but i have yet to find any of it.
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