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The Bachelorette – What We Can Learn from Emily Maynard, A Class Act

4 Jul

The Bachelorette. The show is like cotton candy. Fluffy and pink. Super sugary.

You are left at the end of each episode a bit empty, and wanting more.

A perfect product.

I stand by my first critique of the show, which is how the producers set it up with the highly sexualized tuck in at bedtime, and the horse riding, et al.

But my hat is off to Emily Maynard. When I think about all the young gals watching, I truly do think that Emily Maynard is an excellent role model.

She really has charmed me, has taught me, and has chosen excellent guys as her last 3. She, by her beingness, has set the tone for the show, how the guys treat her, and how she is depicted by the editors and the show itself. She is on par with Ali Fedotowsky, perhaps even exceeding her. The similarities of Ali and Emily are clear: witty, wise, authentic, classy, level-headed, vulnerable, and sassy awesome gals!

What We can Learn from Emily Maynard:

1. She knows what she wants.

She has made it clear from the get-go that she is seeking a lifetime partner and provider for herself and her daughter. Period. She has also made it clear that she is looking for a loving and playful relationship. She said at the top of a list of characteristics she is seeking is: laughter.

2. She teaches others how to treat her – She won’t put up with any BS.

When Kalon said that her daughter is essentially “baggage” – she found out and called him out on it, and told him to go. She didn’t go all back woods West Virgina  on him, as she had said she wanted to.  She pointedly asked him if he had anything to say for himself, and he didn’t really, and so she just told him to go.

Then she was indeed a bit dazzled by Ryan’s (disgusting) “charm” but recognized that she felt unsafe with him – particularly due to a collection of red flag ridiculous comments from him such as him referencing her as a trophy wife, and saying if they are  married and she puts on a few pounds he just might not love on her as much  or something to that effect.

When he said he wanted a trophy  wife – she had called him out on it, saying,

“Well, trophies don’t speak back.”

 What she was saying in her Southern accent was:

Oh, so you want a submissive silent beauty, huh?

Well, that ain’t me. 

And so off he and his massive ego went crying in that little black limo.

With the whole “baggage” comment by Kalon, she was hurt by Arie in particular, because she felt a special connection with him, and thought that he would have had her back, and would have told her and/or said something/confronted Kalon. She told him this directly, that she is looking for a man who has her back, and by doing so she taught him that there are consequences for not standing by your woman. The next few episodes we see Ari kind of having a come-to-God revelation he just might lose the woman he is falling in love with if he does not man up  and protect her and stand by her, choosing the woman over the fear of speaking up and disrupting harmony and potentially losing the boys. Hoes before bros, yo.

3.  She takes up space by being self-assured and charming – She does not lead with her sexuality.

I’m still traumatized by last season when that little gal got on Ben’s lap and tried to seduce him. OMG. And as I’ve  noted, Courtney really did  do seduction right – and I love her for it. But we see the damage in her, by her leading with pure sex.

Emily is the antithesis – and I think of all of the other Bachelorettes, she has really shown America not how a women sexually seduces a man, or leads with insecurity and craves male validation such as Ashley Hebert,  but how a woman incites love in the male heart.

She does this by knowing she is worth everything she wants.

She does this by knowing she is valuable, loveable, special, feminine, and fabulous.

She waits and watches their actions.

She checks in with herself to see how she feels when she is around them.

She contemplates – does he have the capacity to make me and Ricki happy?

This knowingness is reflected in her behavior towards herself, and also in the confidence and kindness she expresses towards the guys.

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Underbelly, Ananda: Bliss is Another, and Another – Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters’ Transgressions

2 Jul

Ford Theatre, Los Angeles. June 24, 2012

Gorgeous Day, Gorgeous Friend.

We sat in the sun and spoke of manifestation as businesswomen, as spiritual seekers, of men and of dating.

Anticipation. We’re gonna hear something awesome.

 

A fierce Marianne Williamson came on stage and she had leopard print heels on. She had a tight-fitting black skirt, and was wearing a tailored white blazer, wearing a tailored white blazer the way only Angelenos do right.

She for sure came East from the Westside, thinking she made a turn on Cahuenga, a Return to Love towards this amphitheatre, to announce Swami Kriyananda AKA  J. Donald Walters- but I find it concerning, after I googled his name after the event.

There was reason to. The second thing I see is that this bad ass spiritual woman with so much truth, she was here for product endorsement, AKA J. Donald Walters.

Then a bunch of popsicle people came on stage. In the program it stated that they were here to perform a song called Memories, their name: The Joy Singers. They were dressed in gowns in popsicle color, folks  super pasty-faced and earnest, in golden-yellow, purple, teal gowns, making a half circle, a rainbow brite boomerang of song.

There was a very large image on a very large placard on stage – not of the highly revered book Autobiography of a Yogi – 

an autobiography written by Paramahansa Yogananda in 1946 but of  Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters’ new book, Paramhansa Yogananda: A Biography by Swami Kriyananda, where he chronicles living with and studying with Paramahansa Yogananda.  

I know, that’s  a lot  of info there. Paragraphs with multi-syllable words make me glaze over, too.

Essentially there is a true spiritual teacher Paramahansa Yogananda above,

and then a guy who followed him –  Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters:

a guy who I am positive had his own very true and real spiritual awakening, and then because of who he is, well, some other stuff went down as well.

That other stuff, he did not talk about during this event, which was essentially his book launch ho-down, but that stuff, this is what all that internets research was for and what I’ve pieced together here.

Oh those summer pops, they sang of  beautiful fountains and light of the heavens  in an alienating way that only church-harmony can achieve, and the J. Donald Walters told a story where he wast at a garden party in Beverly Hills where there were many celebrities, and Paramahansa Yogananda broke it down and spoke on Yoga and the Divine.

Yes, we learned were here to see and hear Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters speak to his absolution, when we came seeking our own transcendence, or at least an inspiring day out under the white light of sun LA.

Picture perfect.

And then, it’s a representative who is here from the Office of  Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa’s Office, and the representative is now on stage.

Politics and spirituality, how rad!

And she said, this here is a Certificate for You, (Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters), For All of Your Work, a Framed Letter of Acknowledgement from The Mayor of Los Angeles. For everything  you do. 

I looked at the gorgeous trees behind the rag-tag gang on this collision course  of an outdoor stage and there was pine and brush, unhindered, swaying, wild and natural, full of yes full of unhindered truth of the universal divine, which has or requires no SKU, no certification from the Mayor of Los Angeles, no product endorsement Maryanne W.

Writing this blog is hard sometimes. In terms of the mainstream- I need to get HBO go so I can watch Girls and write about something that sounds interesting and awesome to write about, inspiring. BTW if you have any books or films you’d like me to review, let me know.

Ok, so then all of a sudden,  Swami Kriyananda AKA J. Donald Walters  announces some guy called Jon Parsons. He looks like Rodney Dangerfield by way of Breaking Bad. The shit’s just a bit rumpled.

And I knew Christopher Guest was just about to come out on set, I mean stage, to re-direct this scene, try some more improv or something to get the arc of the story just right, because all of a sudden, out of the blue,

he’s saying….see, here, see I am Ananda’s lawyer, and see, I’ve been with this group now for ’bout 17 years, and see, even when I didn’t think I’d be able to fight and win against the sex scandal, the sex case, the sex charges, well, I did, and we won, and I’ve now, I’ve now got a book, and it’s for sale there on the table and it’s called, it’s called: A Fight For Religious Freedom.

…um, sex scandal?

Ok.

So in 1920 Paramahansa Yogananda founded the Self-Realization Fellowship and in 1925 he established in LA the international headquarters for SRF. In 1962  J. Donald Walters, was pushed out of the Los Angeles-based fellowship and in 1968, he established a new community, Ananda, in the Sierra Nevada foothills town of Nevada City, Calif.

Ananda – meaning, perfect bliss. 

And according to the LA Times, in 1998, a jury found J. Donald Walters liable for “constructive fraud” and “intentional infliction of emotional distress” in a civil case brought by a former Ananda member.

A few minutes later Swami Kriyananda AKA  J. Donald Walters he was expounding on some kind of spiritual jazz and he straight up told us he got LASIK surgery for his eyes, and so now his vision is 20/20.

Totally, surgery can really fix stuff.

Now. There’s a site, and it’s called Ananda Wareness Network.

And that event back in 1998 – well, verbaitum: a jury found in the civil case brought by a former Ananda member, Anne-Marie Bertolucci, who said that Kriyananda, while claiming to be a celibate swami, had engaged in sexual misconduct. The jury also found Ananda liable for failing to control its leader’s behavior. During the trial, seven other women also testified that Kriyananda had abused them.


SUPERIOR COURT OF THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA IN AND FOR THE COUNTY OF SAN MATEO
ANNE-MARIE BERTOLUCCI, Plaintiff, vs.
ANANDA CHURCH OF SELF REALIZATION, a California not-for-profit corporation; CRYSTAL CLARITY PUBLISHING, a California corporation; DANNY LEVIN, individually and ) as an employee of CRYSTAL CLARITY PUBLISHING and/or ANANDA CHURCH OF SELF REALIZATION; DONALD J. WALTERS, individually, and an employee of ANANDA CHURCH OF SELF REALIZATION and CRYSTAL CLARITY PUBLISHING; DOES 1 to 50; 

Woman 1:

13. After several months of giving “Swami” massages, including full body massages, he requested that both I and XXXXX give him a massage at the same time. Until this point, I had given him ordinary massages with no sexual nuances whatsoever. This time, however, it changed. The “Swami” was downstairs in the bedroom on the floor. As I massaged the “Swami’s” neck, to my great surprise. XXXXX began to sexually stimulate his penis, from erection to ejaculation. 

Woman 2: 

12. He offered me a ride from the farm to Ayodhya. I gladly took it, viewing personal time with him as a positive to the spiritual regeneration of my soul. During the ride, he asked me to come down to his house. I went, he asked me to give him a back rub,  in his upper room in the dome part of his house. I did gladly, although I felt very shy, and uneasy, never having been so physically close to him before. He asked me to straddle his back in order to access his shoulders properly. In a few moments he asked me to take off my clothes, as they were irritating his skin, while I gave him the backrub. I was extremely surprised, but, he said some things which assure me, making me feel that he was a pure channel of God and that I had no cause for uneasiness. I took off my clothes, and he then had me resume the back rub.

I didn’t read through the other 5 accounts, no reason to.

I told a friend about the event, and it’s true, he’s right, this is nothing new. From here we can swing on over to the Catholic Church, and then make a pit stop at Penn State.

The verdict of the case:  Walters was judged to have misrepresented himself as a monk, and to have caused Bertolucci emotional trauma, and was ordered to pay $285,000 in compensatory damages, and another $1 million in punitive damages. (On appeal, the punitive damages were reduced to $400,000.) A sexual harassment claim was dismissed before the case went to the jury.

People gather. They come to pray, they come to play. Seeking in a group, a group seeking. A sneak peeking.

Leaders and followers. Number one. Popsicles for everyone.

We didn’t know what we were getting into by going to the event. Expressions: A wounded man, a wounded organization. Before, after.

People they want to connect.  And then there is that lumbering. The lumbering that comes, when people are needing healing, healing from being so open.

So open to something other than themselves, themselves, looking outward, and up, up to those who have failed in every way to be trustworthy, worthy of that hand over of power, hands all over by those who have succeeded in getting their own base needs met.

The expense of quest: spiritual, sport.

Honestly, it has taken me a while to write this blog because I found the whole event really heartbreaking.

The un-oblique PR stunt energy of it all, the Mayor of LA’s presence (How is it approproate for a award from the mayor to be there? How was that arrangement made?), the questions now I have about  Maryanne Willaimson now and her relationship to the Ananda organization, and dollars – the dollars that are always assumed as the antidote.

From J. Donald Walters’ to Dr. Emmett L. ‘Doc’ Brown in Back to the Future,

Flux Capacitor, Williamson, Villaraigosa turning that clock back now with a Hollywood reference.

Hollywood pastiche, pastiche what a word, pistachio, what a nut, and God, God bless you.

It’s that open window of belief–

how it gets so heavily taxed.

It’s that open window of belief–

how it gets so heavily taxed.

Un-innocuous money -like it has any bearing,
restorative powers

a return of the innocence, back

trying and

everything here just another SoCal cliché.

On Speech: On Coming – The Vagina / The Feminist

19 Jun

The ACLU summed it up perfectly:

In a place of government, in the middle of our country, a woman’s voice, a politician, a State Representative Lisa Brown, of the State of Michigan, was silenced by House Republicans because she said the word “vagina” on the floor. Vagina on the floor.

She was making a speech against a bill that would restrict abortions. The next day, House Republicans would not let her speak her opinion on a school employee retirement bill. It was retaliation.

Here is the video:

This is what she said to close her speech on abortion:

“Finally, Mr. Speaker, I’m flattered that you’re all so interested in my vagina, but ‘no’ means ‘no.'” 

This is what he said:

“What she said was offensive,” said Rep. Mike Callton, R-Nashville. “It was so offensive, I don’t even want to say it in front of women. I would not say that in mixed company.”

It’s pussy, Rep. Mike Callton’s saying, shut-up, it’s pussythat’s what it is, in non mixed company, lady.

And you’re, you’re a feminist a really really bad word, lady, for saying vagina, I mean how offensive can you get. 

Whateves. We get it, cowboy. Hi-dee-HO.

Yup, ho, he’s saying, that’s another one, lady, take the cotton out of your ears and put them in your mouth, and, well, your you know what when you got to, and just sit down and sit tight, you mam, you, and your vagina, while we figure out what we’re gonna do with it. 

Ok. And of course a wonderful retort happened today. On the steps of the capital tonight – Rep. Lisa Brown, with playwright Eve Ensler in toe, and over 3000 others attending – yes in mixed company read from Ensler’s The Vagina Monologues. 

I have two copies of The Vagina Monologues, one of which is signed by Eve Ensler, from back in the day. That book gave voice to women. Women speaking about their vaginas. The book gave me alot of hope and inspiration.

Bless you, bless your vagina, she wrote.

And if you remember, just a few weeks back, some guy decided to stop dating me because he found the word feminist offensive.  He noted to me that in fact he saw no need for feminism, alluding to the fact that things are all quite easy and all between everyone.

To align one’s self with the vagina, does that mean one is a feminist?

Vaginas – it’s all based around coming. Coming out of. Coming to. Just cumming. Western culture, global: from sea to shining….

Vagina. See:

come

come   [kuhm]  verb, came, come, com·ing, noun

verb (used without object)
1.
to approach or move toward a particular person or place: Come here. Don’t come any closer!
2.
to arrive by movement or in the course of progress: The train from Boston is coming.
3.
to approach or arrive in time, in succession, etc.: Christmas comes once a year. I’ll come to your question next.
4.
to move into view; appear.
5.
to extend; reach: The dress comes to her knees.
6.
to take place; occur; happen: Success comes to those who strive.
7.
to occur at a certain point, position, etc.: Tuesday comes after Monday. Her aria comes in the third act.
8.
to be available, produced, offered, etc.: Toothpaste comes in a tube.
9.
to occur to the mind: The idea just came to me.
10.
to befall: They promised no harm would come to us.
11.
to issue; emanate; be derived: Peaches come from trees. Good results do not come from careless work.
12.
to arrive or appear as a result: This comes of carelessness.
13.
to enter or be brought into a specified state or condition: to come into popular use.
14.
to do or manage; fare: She’s coming along well with her work.
15.
to enter into being or existence; be born: The baby came at dawn.
16.
to have been a resident or to be a native of (usually followed by from ): She comes from Florida.
17.
to become: His shoes came untied.
18.
to seem to become: His fears made the menacing statues come alive. The work will come easy with a little practice.
19.
(used in the imperative to call attention or to express impatience, anger, remonstrance, etc.): Come, that will do!
20.
to germinate, as grain.
21.
Informal . to have an orgasm.

I did a quick google search for “celebrity” and “panty” – and saw some amazing websites on shots of celebrity vagina, celebrity’s coming and going from one celebrity event to another, with their Gucci and Rodarte, their bodyguards, and their vaginas in toe, FYI.

And, I, like yourself, came out of a vagina. Yes, indeed. Germinate.

Coming. I remember when Madonna’s Like A Virgin  album came out. I remember asking my Mom, what is a virgin?  I remember looking at old Penthouse magazines from a friend’s father’s stash, when I was quite young. Oh yes, THAT, is a vagina. Those gals, in the pictures, yeah they were coming.

Coming from. I remember being disgusted, repulsed, by the word myself as a young girl. VA-GINE-A. It made me so disgusted. I hated the word. Precursor. Yes, I thought it to be offensive, too.  No, but not like saying the word penis. No, that did not make me disgusted at all. In the slightest. Wonder where those differing perspectives came from, maybe came out of Michigan, for example.

Came. When the time came, my mother got me an amazing book Period: A Girl’s Guide. Had the whole  Free To Be You And Me aesthetic going on. Gals being awesome, gals watering plants, making things, kicking around town, all on their periods and all, and rocking their awesome bad ass selves, zooming into womanhood. What a gift. Get it for your girl. She’s gonna need it.

The shocking thing 2012, is that a woman was punished and not allowed to speak, in America, in a house of government, she was punished for speaking a word that describes the female anatomy and thus not allowed to speak again, in a house of government, because she used such a word. We need not only Feminists but men who do not identify as feminists to take notice of this, yes such an offensive and unabashed reveal of misogyny.

Bless you, bless your vagina, she wrote.

God bless America, and God bless all the vaginas.

My Barbarian, My Barometer – McDonald’s: A Spiritual Shift with Smoothies + Salads in the Sky

11 Jun

Looking upwards into the sky, I see green and purple.

McDonald’s: my barbarian, and my barometer. McDonald’s. The more the berrier.

Think we’re just on our way to heaven on earth.

The more the berrier, ’tis true. The other day I was at the dog park. Some hipster gal was running after her dog – said Goji, goji, come here, Goji!

She straight-up named her dog after that berry. Cutest sign of the times; chasing after those free radicals.

And it is quite merry that McDonald’s is selling smoothies. This means that the Apocalypse has already happened, and we’re all going to be awesome and optimal at $2.99.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies 
Burnt the fire of thine eyes? 
On what wings dare he aspire? 
What the hand dare sieze the fire? – W.Blake

So skyward, I see Salad and I see Smoothies. Green and purple. Green and purple, like a bruise, something McDonald’s is known for, behind the scenes that is. Bruised flesh carnations on a bun.

Now something else, flowering. Very real. Of course they are jumping in on the green parade. Of course they are going to make dough with the greens. But I think something other, something gorgeous is going on.

There is energy in fruits and berries, God-given, high vibration. If McDonalds is linking arms with this thread, it does not matter if the greens and berries are organic or not. The connection, the linkage, the amount of people reached with messaging coming out of old McDonald’s mouth, McDonald’s speaking in a tongue touched by nature’s jewels and leaves, this particular reach is as massive and impactful as a man who is African-American in the white house. Massive shifts. This movement in itself is organic, meaning – it has come at a time when other things are moving their plates around as well.

Looking upwards. We’ve seen kaleidoscope slivers, half moons, refracted and reflected sun, solar eclipse, we’ve seen Venus passing in front of the sun, I mean Julie handed me those goggles and I actually saw with my two eyes the planet Venus, and more and more we’ve been looking skyward, the masses born again in 2010 with Gilbert’s Eat Pray Love, sealed with a digitally distributed kiss by Julia Roberts. Julia Roberts who for some reason I get confused with Cindy Crawford, her, yeah she’s the one whose got that Marilyn mole – yes her mole looks about the size of the planet Venus.

Eat Pray Love. It’s all up there on the McDonald’s billboard. Such a far cry India, from the consciousness in Pretty Woman. It’s quite a trajectory. Beef to salad, Pretty Woman to Eat Pray Love, people you never knew knew God are talking about God on Facebook. And we’re all experiencing some sort of telepathy – this is what texting is preparing us for. But more on that later.

This is a shadow of the solar eclypse.

The Venus transit kindof looks like Cindy Crawford’s mole.

Bad Television + Bad Behavior: The Fearless, Fabulous, and Horrible Aubrey O’Day and Courtney Robertson

13 Apr

Who is SheCritique?

Well, you can’t take the F out of the feminist, even when she is plugged into Hulu.

And I’ve given up alcohol and cigarettes, oh so good bad boys AND sugar – and because there is no other hit like a hit of the toxic. Then deconstructing the stench.

Because I’m addicted to bad tv. Because I can’t turn off my radar. I’m in jest, well…sortof. This blog is not only about TV, but today it’s where I start.

So, what is a she critique?

I often do not know the people in the TV shows, their names, their past bad TV shows, who they are dating, if the bag they are holding is hot off Rodeo or from the rack at Ross , or what red carpet they recently tromped on. Everyone is at once themselves, and a total product of culture. What they say, how they are responded to, what we can glean from all this – this is what is of interest to me. It is of interest because it is about representation. It is of major interest to me because each person transmits a message. For those who are watching, if there is not a critique, there is just ingestion. And when you take something in with no assessment, no filter, it’s bound to wind up living in you in a way that may – influence your own behavior – or influence the way in which you perceive yourself or other women. You’ll see, baby.

I’ve been paid to be a blogging ghostwriter from brands to a self purported advocate for the confidence of young girls and women – why not begin writing from my own voice only. Time to build a brand- She Critique.

So, what a better way to inaugurate a blog but with an assessment of some down-home bad behavior. Bad is always a good place to start.It’s also good to see where the “bad” label is coming from, who has deemed it so, and why. Let’s trim away the horribleness and learn from , tweek, and replicate bad behavior that is actually good. Let’s celebrate the attributes in each that feel emancipated, that are inspiring, that are generally awesome.

Aubrey O’Day on Celebrity Apprentice. OK. So Aubrey was called a whore by the guy who is primarily and basically known to woof like a dog (Arsenio Hall). He said your naked pictures are all over the internet and you are a slut with a big gut. Really original. So he called her a derogatory name and insulted her body. Lame. He blamed his outburst on his passion for his charity when in essence he had a complete freak out because he could not believe that Aubrey would not change his photo for their challenge, and also that she tried to take all the credit for work the whole group did together. He was mad because she took over, interrupted, did not do what he wanted, was not a team player. I was mad at her, too.

Lisa Lampanelli said to Arsenio that now every woman in America would perceive him this way, calling women bad names. And Aubrey said that both Clay and Arsenio “gang banged” her – and “so typical for men threatened by strong women.” The whole thing sounds really 90’s buzz wordy to me.

I googled Aubrey to look for the naked photos, and saw voluptuous and tacky but did not see a gut. I just saw that she used to be blonde and now is siren red. Looks like she is into some crappy shit and some crappy clothes and a crappy scene. Nothing new for the Celebrity Apprentice cast members. It made me sad for her, to look so trashy and Barbie doll odd in those photos when she has proven to be innovative, super smart, confident, fabulous, and creative on the show. I have been impressed with and inspired by her fearlessness. With her ability to think on her feet. But she interacts with people in a way that does not empower them. Yes, she is a bully, how amazing that her celebrity charity is an organization all about combatting bullying (which is very in vogue now, obviously this is why she chose it) . Her stance also made me sad for her, for her to use the “men are threatened by strong women” song, when really people are over her because she is just acting like an asshole in exactly the same way that men act like assholes.

So, in this case, Aubrey’s asshole(ness) is not a gendered point (to go over).

She was pulling out her own gender card then. Take some responsibility. Although I’m sure Clay and Arsenio may have “issues with women,” they are fairly fairy – meaning, if she wanted to she could have run the show and gotten her way , without being so horrible, with just a bit more nuance.

It is really inappropriate for me to bring in Michelle Obama at this point, especially in this company of Aubrey, and later, of Courtney – but I need to provide a counter. . When I think about Michelle Obama I think : innovative, super smart, confident….fearless and fabulous. She is AMAZING on the Colbert Report. The one woman on The Celebrity Apprentice who I thought had dignity and grace and power and smarts was Patricia Velasquez.

Courtney from The Bachelor. I love her. I’m bringing her back into the conversation because I love her. No it is not interesting that she is a model, grew up in privilege in Arizona, is a wounded soul, or has refined her craft of male manipulation to a T. What is interesting to me is that she is amazingly sassy, and again, fearless. No, it is not good that she did not become friends with the women in the house, no it is not good that she snarkily said “winning!” to another bachelorette – which was really not in reference to “winning” the bachelor’s heart, but more of “winning” the status of being the forerunner of this wretched reality show.

In Courtney’s case, I would say that yes, the media did gang bang her. And then, in After The Final Rape, I mean After The Final Rose The Women Tell All, Courtney was forced to apologize for taking up space, for being fearless, bold, herself. She was outspoken, and weird, and quirky. Yes, she was horrible too – but she did not deserve the backlash she received. My favorite word that Courtney was called in the tabloids was: Maneater. It was horrible to see how she seduced Ben, with her skinny dipping debacle etc, etc, etc, etc……but for All of America to demonize her was insane. Maneater? The Woman Every One In America Loves To Hate? No the cannibalism truly took place when the media and “the girls” on the Bachelorette took to Courtney and tried to break her down for exactly the kind of woman she has been primed to be by Culture. Seductive. Sexy. Mysterious. A Female Suspicious of Females. Remember when that really scrawny gal jumped on Ben’s lap and tried to seduce him? That was very unfortunate. Actually it was extremely upsetting, as I know that her actions were only a replication of what she has seen in blogs, magazines, on YouTube, on MTV. That girl failed in her attempt of seduction, and Courtney succeeded with flying colors. And then she was punished for it. A very, very bad girl.

What I appreciate in Aubrey and Courtney is their verve, competitive nature, smarts, and scrapiness. And then, Michelle all the way. Fearless and full of grace.

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