Norman Rockwell, Doctor and Doll, 1942.
1,692 words
I’m a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly!
We live in an era of apparently rampant transsexualism. The media insist upon spotlighting various gender-benders and forcing them down the throat of a captive audience, at which point vinegar-drinking moral guardians insist that the captive audience reiterates the lies (more…)
Pieter Bruegel the Elder, The Wedding Dance, 1566.
5,603 words
Die single and thine image dies with thee.
— William Shakespeare, Sonnet III
Half of all millennials are single. They are the loneliest generation ever. (more…)
John Singer Sargent, Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth, 1889.
1,766 words
Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! (more…)