One thing that irks me are feminists who say that a woman should respect herself and not use her body for a man’s approval, but then turn around and applaud strippers for their fierce independence and their power over men. These feminists are the same types who themselves wear low-cut tops, perhaps with a female symbol tattooed on one of their breasts, and then, when they catch you admiring what they have put on display, bark at you, “I’m up here, pig!”
Beyoncé, the rump-shaker who married a Cuban-cigar-smoking anti-capitalist capitalist, was performing a concert at Copenhagen recently. She strutted right to the edge of the stage, long-legging it along as the hands of the front-row concertgoers stretched out for a chance to grace hers.
One antsy fan couldn’t contain his excitement at being so close to Beyoncé’s skin-tight, blue-sequined butt, so as she walked away, he gave it a light smack. It was captured on one of the giant monitors for all the audience to see (video here), and they all cheered and whooed like hypersexualized idiots. That’s when Beyoncé’s self-righteousness came out.
She stopped singing long enough to warn, “I will have you escorted out right now, alright?”
Wait, what? I understand that it’s disrespectful to touch anybody, male or female, in any inappropriate way or in any way that they would not like, but that’s why I’m confused: Beyoncé has made her living not just by selling her voice, but by selling her body, singing while she jiggles her groove thang this way and that. Offering your body to be disrespected opens it up to disrespect. Disrespect is wrong, and her body is hers, but is she not in a way giving it to others for their pleasure? Or is her motto, “Look, but don’t touch”?
It reminds me of a sequence of photos I once saw. There was a young hippie college-aged woman in a crowd of what I think were protesters, most of whom were male. In the next sequence, the woman is seen lifting her shirt to expose herself. In the next sequence we see the males, wide-eyed and excited, reaching out to grab her chest. In the next sequence, the girl starts sinking into the crowd, trying to cover herself, and visibly sobbing. It was hilarious. What a moron.
Anyway, Beyoncé is often seen as a strong, forceful, independent woman. But when you use your body like she does, you can get whatever you want from people. There’s nothing strong about it; it’s weakness; it’s a crutch. And it takes much naïveté to assume people will not take advantage of the crutch you so happily advertise.