When selecting which choreo to learn, I first read the lyrics, to check if it's mentally healthy to listen on repeat, or if it's just another misogynistic anthem that kills the vibe. Today I started out with six choreography options, and half were easily eliminated. Seeing the disgustingly woman-hating lyrics even one time was enough to make my ovaries withdraw deeper into my body, and each time it gets harder and harder to feel sexually attracted to men. If these guys are trying deliberately to make themselves sexually undesirable to all women, if they're intentionally trying to give off severe mental illness vibes as a cry for help, as well as trying to convince us they're tragically closeted repressed homosexuals, then they're doing an excellent job at accomplishing that. All these albums could be titled, "My Wife Left Me and I Never Got Therapy About My Abusive Father." Or, "I Have A Substance Abuse Disorder Because I'm Insecure About My Penis." Or, "Girls Keep Blocking Me But I Can't Understand Why Due To My Undiagnosed Cognitive Disorder."
I should do comedy covers of all the sexist songs, and change all the lyrics to be feminist-friendly for women and girls so that we can enjoy them too, with the men in our lives who don't have difficulties comprehending equality.
3:49 p.m. - 2022-12-05