Journal, 10/07/21
After 10 years of active avoidance of and determined disengagement from All Things Kardashian, this Family’s incessant ubiquity and unrelenting pursuit of my attention have me simultaneously crying “Uncle!” and “Enough!”
I was hoping by 2021 we could collectively agree that all women are beautiful just as they are: tall, short, curvy, hippy, short-legged, big-busted, waifish, dark, light, red, white… it’s all good because there’s Someone for Everyone.
In a culture where we proclaim to value the individual, we will still select Archetypes to emulate. I had [mistakenly] assumed these people represent the best of what we humans are capable; ordinary people who’ve found themselves in extraordinary circumstances and, to their surprise as well as our own, find themselves accomplishing extraordinary things. These heroes inspire us to forsake the comfort of Now for the anxiety of What’s Next; the status quo for a moving but more suitable target; what we know for what we’re willing to learn. Because that’s what our Role Models have done!
However, when the people we’ve elected as our Exemplars, our Paragons of Femininity, venerate vapidity, praise pretentiousness, celebrate superficiality, extoll egotism, and magnify manipulation, we need to replace them.
Or am I the only one suffering from Kardashian Fatigue?
Come [Word] Play With Me! 