Beyonce Knowles and her girls may think that they run the world but the big question now is how she’ll manage to pin down world leadership while breast-feeding her newborn lamb.
The pop mannequin is expecting her first born child which she hoped to do by the age of 30 (ambitious huh?) and rap star / producer / dullard husband Jay-Z has duly obliged her.
Having been the subject of false pregnancy rumours earlier this year Beyonce finally announced the official news on August 28th while attending the VMA Awards, with fellow pop wastrels such as Kelly Rowland gushing in the media about what a great mother Knowles will make.
“I have known for quite a while, and she’s happy, and Jay is happy, and that’s all that counts.”
“I think she’ll be an incredible mother, because she’s always been motherly,” she said. “I think that she takes after so many traits from her mother. I just think it’s going to be so natural for her. It’s natural for her now!”
[adsense]With such intelligent and well founded commentary as that, perhaps the running of the world will be in safe hands if Rowland deputises, while Beyonce changes nappies and tries to look her best with a rampant sprog gumming on her teet, although if she’s anything like Victoria Beckham she’ll dump the kid on someone else at five weeks of age in order to focus on eating disorders in a bid to look good for some award ceremony or fashion show of no consequence.
The hypocrisy surrounding mothering and releasing a song which intimates that women run the world is astounding. Certainly the women harried into prostitution or sold as sex slaves in third world or eastern European countries would argue that they don’t run the world, as would rape victims and those trapped in exploitative industries, and with Beyonce dressed and dancing like a stripper in her video there is some question as to whether girls do run the world or not.
Its certainly been a man’s world until now and they’ve only managed to make a mess of it.
As a romantic notion the song is great; it’s a rallying call for women who have been oppressed or down-trodden in some way, a chance for them to feel empowered and find a modicum of bravery in their crushed hearts, but Beyonce the hypocrite isn’t that role model. Anyone who sells themselves with sex is not empowering women, they are degrading them further. Men won’t watch the video and think, “Wow, isn’t Beyonce empowering women with her pole dancing moves and skimpy outfits; I was so wrong to disrespect the opposite sex.”
Instead they’ll think, “I’d do her.”
She is of course not completely to blame. She is part of an industry that churns out sex toys on a daily basis and it’s clear that the lines between the music industry and the porn industry are slowly blurring. To make matters worse, Beyonce doesn’t even run her own world as that business is taken care of by her father.
There lies another issue of morality – what kind of father is happy to see his daughter dress like a hooker, be lusted after by low class men and spout such ridiculous nonsense as “ Boy I know you love it, How we’re smart enough to make these millions, Strong enough to bear the children, Then get back to business, See, you better not play me, Don’t come here baby, Hope you still like me, Fuck you , Pay me”?
Those conspiracy theories about a New World Order using the music, television, film, video gaming and porn industries to lower the standards of humanity are starting to look awfully convincing. It won’t be long before almost every video contains full frontal hardcore sex and society will quickly grow to accept it as the norm.
Where does it go after that? Newborn porn?
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