Feb. 13, 2005 - 01:12
and i won't call you baby anymore, eleanor...
i blame it all on eleanor of acquataine, king henry the second's wife, the most powerful queen to ever have existed in england owning more land than the united states ever will even if she went "vietnam" (some would even say "iraq") on everyone's ass.
eleanor is the woman whom created what we now know as "courtships", allowing public romance in appropriation to be accepted; she is the woman that defiled medieval marriage by allowing love to be a burden by intruding on it's origininal purpose, a business affair; she is the saint valentine that gifted too bitterly inspiration that has changed america through the
hell and heat and birth of what is walt disney animation.
it seems like every girl in america doesn't want to be loved, she wants to have a magical faerie-tale romance.
she wants to be a fictional princess of some sort with a knight in shining armour, or a prince on a noble stead to come rescue her; she doesn't want the boy
that is merely just a boy
although he may be the only one to provide her the love and care she desires. she wants the boy that doesn't exist simply because her expectations are way too high to be realistic.
and the american girl is also poison. she wants the vile taste of the bitter sweet potion from that of "there was never a story of more woe, than that of juliet and her romeo."
the american girl wants the montague and capulet relationship. she wants a romance of undying passion between star-crossed lovers and an obstruction to their love. but if she had that, it still wouldn't be good enough,
because it wouldn't take place in the "fair streets of verona." somehow, somewhere, girls form the idea that true romance can only occur in italy.
and i'll tell you what. that district of europe is not nearly as wonderful as it was portrayed HUNDREDS OF YEARS AGO. it is actually now, in some parts, a dirty land filled with prostitution and gonorrhea.
the american girl wants to much in her mind.
i blame it on society. society has contrived this idea from disney propagand-crap. disney has drawn it's original stories from norse mythology, shakespeare, and a whole lot of damn dear eleanor.
dear eleanor,
i wish you knew these little fools of girls, never to be women, hoard their whole minds with vacuous rationalizations that "one day their prince will come." that the elijah woods of the world will someday sweep them off of their feet
when there is always somewhere, some boy, some man, to prove his desparation to her. that he will be the one to love and provide her all that she needs.
dear eleanor, although more than a thousand years after your time, there is a fictional character with no prince and no steed, named jay gatsby.
jay gatsby accounts for half of the male population pining for a girl that is pining for another fictional charactor, prince charming.
prince charming accounts for 0% of the population.
and i sigh as well, eleanor. it isn't your fault, it never was, but you never should have let love to become a burden. it has become much chaos since you allowed yourself to fall in love with king henry and not just his land. simply society would have been better as a whole, dear eleanor.
the world would be so much more pleasant.
but it also would if these childish fools dissected fantasy from reality. disney animation is only animation. it's impact on society begins with the impact in one's mind.
"frailty, thy name is woman."
and i sigh.