The Feminist Mystique

Naomi Wolf is a motherfucking idiot. I didn't know that. Did you know that?

Look at these.

I find the pornography essay particularly disturbing, even for Wolf. I'm not sure what triggered my gag reflex more aggressively: The suggestion that the shrouding of the sex act in the mystical absurdities of religious secrecy is sexy, or the fact that she felt the need to point out that the kid mentioned at the end of the article has doe eyes. Does that make his attitude more tragic? Would his indifference be less appalling if he had ugly little pig eyes? Are we perhaps pigeonholing the young gentleman based on an intrinsically fallacious assessment of his external beauty? Also, if we believe him (I am not sure we do; when I was a college student, I don't think I could've resisted a mark as flagrantly retarded as Naomi Wolf), old Bambi Eyes is actually professing to crave intimacy, a separate condition from teh sexxxornassssss. So wouldn't a sane woman applaud his whatever? Also, placing her glorious self-image in the hands of a pornography-obsessed male fool makes a woman nothing more or less than an idiot. There are a lot of men in the world, and irrationally fixating on any one of them for any reason is ridiculous and unhealthy. The need of women for male validation is not in all cases a societal problem — sometimes it's just a personality disorder.