Phone Books

Phone books

The response to the flu accompanied by elevated pyrexia will forever bring along a strong motion of anxiety.  It is when I begin to feel that I am on the verge of the flu that my worry spikes.  Irrational or not, the trembling from my fever only increase with my fear.  The wave of illness crashes upon my body, messing with my motor functions and altering my imagination.  My body tells me to thrash and writhe with each thought and image during my restless slumber.  Then it appears – the dreaded phone book.

Simply minding my own business, my mother arrives, lashing out with distinct hand motions.  She is shaking her finger at me, and her mouth is moving 100 miles an hour.  I can’t seem to make out the words, though.  It is evident that she is yelling, but it only comes out in a whisper.  I tremble even more, fearful of what is to come.  I look to my right.  Phone books.  Everywhere.  I am then forced to eat it, bite after bite, without slowing down.  As I open my mouth to engulf each and every bit of it, tears trickle down my face, and I am unable to find any mean of escape.  Trapped in this irrational dream with this irrational fear, I snap awake.  Sweat beads drip down my face, and the rest of my body is drenched with it. 

Thankful that it was just my imagination, I take in a slight sigh of relief.  However, I know that this won’t be the last time.  Each time that I am greeted with the flu, I become submerged in this retched dream cycle.  I will never be able to look at a phone book in the same way again.          

Hey Hey Hey. This is what I've got to Say...

Robin Thicke's music video that correlates to his song "Blurred Lines" is without a doubt pretentious.  As stated by Amy Davison in Lisa Huyne's article, “The women are clearly being used as objects to reinforce the status of the men in the video. The men have all the control and status...Whereas the women have no status and are totally open to be exploited ogled and used..."  However, if the women in the video allow for such provocative behavior and let it continue, then it makes it look okay - which in Robin Thicke's mind, it is!  When confronted about the subject he says, "What I enjoy about the video is that we’re not ogling and degrading them, we’re laughing and being silly with them.”  Is it truly harmless play?  

Jennifer Lai agrees with Huyne when she says, "It's true that the song's music video undoubtedly objectifies women."  When it comes down to it, I think that it's the music video that brings up all of the controversy. The song lyrics are not as bad as what the video entails them to be.  Lai does a perfect job of detailing many of the lines throughout the song, noting that women are actually given the upper hand in many of the statements. Robin Thicke's music video is definitely harmful to the eyes, but the song isn't any different from any other pop culture song.  In my mind, Robin Thicke is only playing a role in pop culture; he's making his mark and trying to stand out from other artists.  Hey hey hey...it got everyone's attention didn't it?