17 Female-Centric Themed Documentaries That Everyone Should See

#1). THE HUNTING GROUND

From the crew that made THE INVISIBLE WAR, comes a jarring exposé of rape crimes on various U.S. college campuses, institutional cover-ups, and the harrowing social toll on victims and their families. The film follows rape survivors as they endeavor to further their education while pursuing justice, facing brutal retaliation, harassment, and resistance every step of the way.

#2). THE INVISIBLE WAR

An unprecedented investigative documentary about one of America's most shameful and best-kept secrets: the rape epidemic within the US military. Today, a female soldier in Iraq and Afghanistan is more likely to be raped by a fellow soldier than killed by enemy fire.

The film reveals the systemic cover up of the crimes against female American soldiers and follows their struggles to rebuild their lives and fight for justice. Featuring frank interviews with high-ranking military officials and members of Congress that reveal the combinations of circumstances that exist for Rape Culture to thrive in the American armed forces, its history of cover-up, and what can be done to bring about long overdue change.   

#3). SEXY BABY

Aptly titled SEXY BABY paints a particularly disturbing portrait in regards to Winnifred, a middle school student, amidst the rise of a new sexual landscape via the cyber age. 

The documentary focuses on other individuals and topics, but the most intriguing aspect are the trials and temptations that the contemporary tween faces thanks to unchecked corporate media that creates hypersexualized youths all in the name of profit.  It begs to question if what is truly being exploited are the minds and souls of America's children, not just their bodies.  It's a film that left me feeling sorry for 21st century parents.

#4). MISS REPRESENTATION 

An analysis of the Hegemonic society that utilizes the media as a gender engineering tool and how this sets into motion the subordination of women in American culture that perpetually undervalues women as individuals in both the political and social arenas.

#5). THE MASK YOU LIVE IN 

By the makers of MISS REPRESTATION, this is an excellent juxtaposition film that examines if American masculine culture is not only actually toxic for boys, but ultimately for everyone.  Suggesting that American male culture forces boys to suppress their humanity, making many of them dangerous.

#6). INDIA'S DAUGHTER

A harrowing examination of the New Delhi, India bus rape, this BCC special was banned in India.  Very tactfully done and not sensationalistic, most telling is the stemmatic violent misogyny that an insulated patriarchy is not only capable of but is capable of justifying - no matter how irrational.  

#7). MONDAYS AT RACINE

On the third Monday of every month, sisters Cynthia and Rachel open their Long Island, New York beauty salon to women undergoing chemotherapy. The sisters are determined to give women who are losing their hair, eyebrows and eyelashes a sense of normalcy and dignity in a traumatic and uncertain time.

In this Oscar-nominated short film, Director Cynthia Wade examines what hair means in American culture, and reflects on issues of womanhood, marriage, and survival.

#8). PINK RIBBONS, INC.

A brilliant film about how breast cancer has become less about finding a cure and more about "pink ribbons" becoming an industry.  It actually gets pretty revolting and most likely will infuriate you, as it should. Especially in recent lieu of VICE basically making a public service announcement with their special report KILLING CANCER.  Any free thinker that regularly questions the status quo establishment truly needs to see this documentary.  

#9). BREASTS: A DOCUMENTARY 

Even though this is from 1996, it's just as relevant for today's viewer.  The fetishizing of the female breast in American culture is challenged by twenty-two women (ranging in age from 11 to 84), with 41 breasts, talking candidly about their breasts, mainly topless. They speak out about adolescence, bras, commercial images of women's bodies, having breast implants or, in one case, a breast reduction, health problems with silicone, doctors' exams gone awry ("I think you have a throat infection, let me examine your breasts"), breasts as power tools and as objects of pleasure, cancer, living with mastectomies, and the effects of time and gravity. Humorous, straightforward, and reflective, it's a classic.  If you can find it.

#10). PRIVATE VIOLENCE

A feature-length documentary film and audience engagement campaign that explores a simple, but deeply disturbing fact of American life: the most dangerous place for a woman in America is her own home. Every day in the US, at least four women are murdered by abusive (and often, ex) partners. The knee-jerk response is to ask: “why doesn’t she just leave?” - PRIVATE VIOLENCE discredits the brutality of this logic. Through the eyes of two survivors, we bear witness to the complicated and complex realities of intimate partner violence. 

Their experiences challenge entrenched and misleading assumptions, providing a lens into a world that is largely invisible; a world we have locked behind closed doors with our silence, our laws, and our lack of understanding. You will become immersed in the lives of several other women as they attempt to leave their abusers, setting them on a collision course with institutions that continuously and systematically fail them, often blaming victims for the violence they hope to flee. The same society that encourages women to seek true love shows them no mercy when that love turns dangerous.  The film poses questions that hold the potential to change our society: “Why does he abuse?” “Why do we turn away?” “How do we begin to build a future without domestic violence?”

#11). ABOUT FACE: SUPERMODELS THEN AND NOW

I personally enjoyed this documentary mainly because it's about the experience of extremely high profile beautiful women and how they went from being naive young women to aging older women.  It's interesting how women almost have an abusive relationship with their own bodies and it is very insightful on that topic which many men and younger women who capitalize on their looks fail to completely grasp and accept. 

#12). VICE: THE JERSEY SHORE OF ENGLAND

Anything VICE makes is amazing and hard-hitting, this relatively short documentary (which I believe is part of their Fashion Week Internationale series - excellent in its own right) shows the absolutely disgusting and self-inflicting dangers when it comes to obtaining "beauty".  There is a tan obsessed woman who injects herself with questionable chemicals that make her physically ill.  'Nuff said.

#13). PLASTIC DISASTERS 

This is definitely a terrifying and depressing watch.  But anyone considering plastic surgery should view it and hopefully seriously reconsider getting plastic surgery done.  

Cosmetic surgery is absolutely unnecessary in most instances and can easily be botched as this documentary portrays.  You're better off accepting your appearance as is, after-all it's just a stupid human suit that we're donning.    

I can't find a trailer for this film on YouTube, but you can read more about it here.

#14). AILEEN WUORNOS: THE SELLING OF A SERIAL KILLER

Poor Aileen Wuornos.  I've been wanting to do a full-length blog on her for awhile.  She was unjustly demonized for the sake of media frenzy.  Granted she may have killed some men, but she argued vehemently that in many instances it was in self-defense and did not receive a fair trial.  A truly tragic character, Wuornos was perhaps molested into madness and was tragically murdered by the state of Flordia. 

May she rest in peace, as there was none for her in this world.  

#15). CAPTIVATED THE TRIALS OF PAMELA SMART

This is another American woman that did not in any way shape or form receive a fair trial.  The 1995 movie TO DIE FOR was based on this true life story, however, TO DIE FOR was based on the media portrayed "truth" that was twisted repeatedly and sensationalized.  Pamela Smart wasn't the evil temptress mastermind she was erroneously painted as being.  It just goes to show how the media machine loves to spin a narrative for viewership and obfuscate the truth.  

  

#16). BLUE VINYL 

Insightful, informative, hilarious, inspiring, and terrifying, BLUE VINYL will forever change the way you look at vinyl no matter what color it is.  

  

#17). GOOD HAIR

Chris Rock said what inspired him to make this film was one of his very young daughters inquiring if or complaining about how she didn't have "good hair" - a beautiful tribute born of a father's love for his daughter, Rock's documentary might be about hair, but it'll hit you right in the gut.  It will definitely expand your world perspective and will most likely leave you breathless, awestruck, and even angered.    

IN CLOSING:

This list was composed as in a mainly male dominated and male-centric world, female-centric stories struggle to be told.  By no means is this a comprehensive list, there's plenty of other documentaries out there that also shed light on the "female mystique" but these tales are a bit more poignant and varied, and can be enjoyed by anyone.  These films are educational and enlightening.  Happy viewing!    

Understanding Charli XCX's "Famous" Music Video - (A Review, So ***SPOILERS***)

Charli XCX's "Famous" is track #9 off her album 'Sucker'.  

(Maybe Beta Kitten programming *is* real...). 

The lyrics at first sound like any other contemporary sexpot-as-pop-star whining about alcohol over-consumption yet making it sound absolutely glamorous.  So had I heard the song on the radio, I would have never taken the time to look-up the masterful art piece which is the music video for "Famous" as directed by Eric Wareheim.  Luckily I was exposed to the music video prior to the lyrics--albeit the lyrics themselves aren't too bad (once read)-- and my mind was effectively blown.

Dark satire and a black mirror effectively drive extremely complicated social issues home and harken upon a time when music videos could actually, you know, mean something.  Most articles on the internet are not dissecting this music video the way it deserves.  Disappointed by the lack of examination or meaningful critique I'm going to muster up some courage today and provide an analysis, but all of my philosophies pale next to the original inspiration and brilliance of "Famous".

Short and potent, the music video opens on a carefree maybe teenager, maybe 'tween, maybe 9 year old girl bee-bopping around her bedroom.  She's got pigtails and a--let's be clear here--S&M choker necklace on.  Everything in her life is magical.  Her enchanted objects, i.e. cell phone and tablet, distract her from the real ills and evil in the world.  She is purposely sheltered.  Embalmed in pink.  Emotions as emojis.  The enchanted objects loose power twice, each time they do she looses the protection they lent from the shadows in the closet and the monsters under the bed.  They come at her as gangsta ghouls of men and kidnap her. 

The media she was engaged in watching before getting snatched wasn't so very enlightening however, she was completely in rapture of celebrity worship, granted in this instance for Charli XCX, but it easily could have been supplemented by any star popular among the youth.  She was taking a bunch of selfies, posting them on public online networking sites, probably oblivious of security settings emulating her star.  Being famous vicariously.  Through her chosen decor and few shallow texts, it becomes obvious these are her only interests, being sexy and being famous. 

 (Is that a stuffed unicorn on the bed???).

Sound familiar or like anyone you know?  If you can say yes, then you should be sad.  For at least a little bit.  If you have a daughter and recognize these symptoms, please stop this Princess Bitchface from fully devolving for the sake of all humanity.  Some of you may think I am joking.  But I most certainly am not.  Stop it.  Stop.  It. 

Anywho she gets kidnapped by humanoids that look like a vanilla geriatric version of the Insane Clown Posse.  These must be the moguls of industries: the music industry, the advertising industry, the fashion industry, the sex industry, even the banking industry.  They all have a S&M tinge to them and are pretty creepy.  Our girl really isn't that thrilled to be there in this completely white room, where a music video of her star is playing.  This music video is composed of lies and illusions.  The skulls are glamoured into smiley faces, the exorcist looking chick is her beloved star, in reality, not looking so lovely:

But our chick has a dead battery on her phone, so she can't partake of the glamour.  It's here in the white room we see actual little girls, also wearing variants of S&M chokers and you get the feeling they've been kidnapped too.  And it is a fairly uncomfortable feeling.  You've got a couple of self absorbed freaks in the back ground, where you see the madness that years of celebrity worship and emulation have caused.  Chemical bleaching and tanning of the body.  Complete denial over the aging process, as if age were merely a state of mind that doesn't necessarily require any dignity.  The freaks are taking stupid selfies with stupid selfie sticks completely devoid of the saga of meaning.  Emojis decorate their selfies because in order to have emotions, one must first have a soul, but these are trite people that lack substance and therefore soul.  These freaks never learned to self-actualize because they're too busy trying to be Marlyin Monroe and George Hamilton.  

This dying of the batteries appears to be a direct allegory for loss of power.  Our girl certainly doesn't have any.  She is uncertainly and unquestionably navigating the world laid out before her, which turns out to be an un-world.  Reality doesn't really exist.  Even when she's disgusted by the creepier clowns, she barely shrugs them away in learned compliance.  These old white men ghouls seem to run and ruin everything in this music video.  In a white room, like your minds are being white-washed.  You loose site of universal purpose in lieu of placing an over importance on material appearance.  The aspirations of the mind are lost to the baser instincts of the body.  The girl with her loss of power, no longer can glamour away her reality, she sees the ugliness and warping of the world.  

While stumbling around for an electrical plug she comes upon a door that will not allow her to pass until she's seen the advertisement.  This is the most terrifying aspect of the music video because it's real!  This already happens!  Think of anything you've ever done online that required you to wait until you were subjected to advertising against your will on a topic you have no power over which of choosing.  Creepier though is the data mining being done on your browsing habits so advertising can be tailored to your expressed interests via various algorithms, thereby further warping your version of reality!       

But the girl needs her fix.  Her very literal reality fix.  Most American's quality of life is so low we escape into entertainment, drugs, booze, sex, the internet, gaming.  We find unreality so much more appetizing then reality because we are in so much fucking psychic pain.  Many of us in physical pain as well.  We celebrate our lies.  We bask in our sins.  We're the boys that turn into donkeys in Pinocchio.  We're ostriches that stick our heads in our smartphones instead of the soil.  We engage in the abstract inner-space because the physical real outer-space, the IRL, feels like it's falling apart.  But I digress.  

Our chick finally gets in this pink partially phallic type of room and this scary looking fat satanic dude with selfie stick fingers is screaming at her, but he's got an electrical outlet for a belly button and you see her go internally, "ah fuck it, if this is what I have to do" and she finally plugs her phone in to get some power.  This electrocutes her.  She dies with a smile on her face and emoji blood pools behind her head.  The onlookers take photos of her and upload her image with hashtags.  She's just another way for them to get famous vicariously. 

So what does all this mean?!  It means our culture sucks, that is what all of this means.  It means Andy Warhol's prediction on everyone in the future getting 15 minutes of fame has finally come true but we should wonder at what cost.       

We don't have a council of philosopher kings debating the effects of new tech on the individual soul or collective society.

We just use it blindly, worse, we let our children use it blindly more often then not.  Our kids don't seem to get taught proper online security or etiquette very well.  Which duh, most kids are teaching their parents how to use new tech.  I can only imagine what it's like to raise a daughter in this age.  Wanting to protect her from online threats, and cyber stalkers, and ex-boyfriends hellbent on posting revenge porn and taking over her laptop with a remote access trojan.  That's seriously got to be terrifying!

And everyone trying to be YouTube famous.  As fame was the best thing ever.  Nothing is wrong with not being famous.  If you're not famous, you're something better--you are part of the glorious sonder. Rejoice in that.

I like to research odd topics for fun and one of them of late has been Beta Kitten programming.  If I'm going to write about Beta Kitten programming at length, that's better as a separate future blog.  But some of the imagery that was used in the music video and even for the album cover really reminded me of the story archs that supposedly reappear in many instances of Beta Kitten programming.  Like the Marylin Monroe wannabe, the cheetah print, the appearance of the clownish handlers, the balance of black and white...  In a nutshell, Beta Kitten programming is supposedly maybe happening in Hollywood, especially among child actresses and even actors, making them into sex trafficked children among the worldly elite that would pay top dollar for time spent with a famous beautiful child because Hollywood is run by the Illuminati brainwashing these girls that in turn grow up to effectively brain wash your daughters to be food for the sexually perverse and serial killers that roam the grounds that is America.  Beta Kitten programming has its roots in CIA Monarch Mind-control, and that's a fun rabbit hole to run down.  So I hope I haven't lost you.  I'm not saying it's real or that it's not real, I'm just saying the imagery reminded me of this topic and I was surprised it was so heavily alluded to in this medium.  Don't think that Eric might have been purposely going for that angle, but it's there all the same.

Which begs to question, why are we letting various industries have control over the minds of our children to the point where they lose touch with reality and have a host of mental, emotional, and behavioral issues?  And yes I know this is all anecdotal, because I'm not a scientist and lack facts, but this is what I observe happening.  It's like the women's movement never happened.  We're loosing our girls to alcohol too.  Research that because I'm ruining out of time but more young women are drinking then ever before and it is so much worse when women drink then men because biologically women are completely different.  Women have lower levels of water in them and higher concentrations of fat so we can't hold our liquor like men can, no matter how hard we try, we can't drink like a man.  If you do, it'll increase your chance of breast cancer.

So I liked this music video, not so much the song.  The song is terrible.  The lyrics are decent.  The lyrics are worth a read if you want to fully appreciate the imagery of the music video, it complements it nicely.  The lyrics are about being so fucked up that you don't care if you make a fool out of yourself in public and drunkenly fall downstairs while getting high because you want to party like your famous: "Now we're falling down the stairs, we act so shameless...Just like we're famous."         

But bitches you ain't famous, you're just alcoholics.

And maybe you're alcoholics....

          

...because you're not famous.

Trademark This Sick Beat

This Sick Beat
belongs to you, belongs to me.
This Sick Beat
is totally free from fee.
Trademark our speech and see
how swiftly we loose ability
to speak.
Because you cannot cap us
on
This Sick Beat

Albino Wolves

Had a lucid dream of you recently,
about five nights ago.

The insanity of it,
was that I know you were really present.
Your distinctive energy was as about as solid as that brick wall over there.
Since this was an actual happenstance, I'll spare everyone the brickabrack language that in certain circles, I'm no doubt notorious for.
I think I said your name in my sleep,
your very real arrival in my slumber had made me so incredulous...
Unexpectedly we ran into each other, shopping at the grocery store, in the vegetable produce section.
You still had a receding hairline but had
let it grow to your shoulders, tying it, only half back, in an elastic ponytail holder.
You were dressed like a drug dealer from "The Wire", you know, someone who has a surplus of money but doesn't really know expensive velvetine jump suits with correlating sweat-catching headbands displease Old Money.

But there you were.

Somewhere in my dream, somewhere in the future, where at first, I didn't completely recognize you.  So I asked for clarification.  I asked just your name, in a question.

You looked up, then after our eyes met, both of ours widened in absolute knowledge.

We laughed and made stupid small talk, that consisted of me making fun of your getup.  You mutter something about how nowadays you like to be comfortable.  Then for reasons that only are in dreams, you insist upon giving me $5.00 for some type of compensation.

I refuse your flaccid green paper.

Yet you insist.

It got comical.

Then you leave sulking away like an albino wolf.  Mistakenly identitfied as a sheep, so very often, that your stride is perpetually asshurt over a God that over looked an entire lifetime of miscommunications and mishaps because His design is supposed to be immaculate.  Lamely waving with your right hand, looking over your left shoulder, carrying a plastic basket.

I know how that feels, that type of asshurt, so maybe that's why we were so intensely connected. 

Both misunderstood poets.  Taken granted due to skins.

In this dream, you eventually came to my home, forcefully insisting I take this damn $5.00.

"No!  Get out of here!  How the hell do you know where I live?"

In this second part, I hadn't been so nice in the query of your name and if it was really you.

My dude was pretty pissed about your arrival and proclamation of charity and promptly kicked you out.

But after five minutes, you knocked on the door...

...and just left that $5.00 on my doorstep.

So now, as I vainly endeavor to write this, my eyes well-up mainly because maybe that's all love really is. 

A random gift of $5.00 on your doorstep.  Even if you don't want it.

17 Sex Toys That Will Scare The Fuck Out Of You - (NSFW)

Not all sex toys are created equal as it turns out and some kinks can't be explained away as mere fetish.  The following "toys" bear a more striking resemblance to perversion.  So before you let the next phallus past the holy steps of your labia, perhaps it requires you asking, "Hey pal, where you've been putting your penis lately?"    

For as Valerie Solanas madly cautioned in The S.C.U.M. (Society for Cutting Up Men) Manifesto:

"Eaten up with guilt, shame, fears and insecurities and obtaining, if he's lucky, a barely perceptible physical feeling, the male is, nonetheless, obsessed with screwing; he'll swim a river of snot, wade nostril-deep through a mile of vomit, if he thinks there'll be a friendly pussy awaiting him. He'll screw a woman he despises, any snaggle-toothed hag, and, further, pay for the opportunity. Why? Relieving physical tension isn't the answer, as masturbation suffices for that. It's not ego satisfaction; that doesn't explain screwing corpses and babies."

Combined with the cleverly apt observation of the homogeneous pornification tainting American media by Rashida Jones - it's literally bound to scare the fuck out of you eventually, when you realize what some perverts have been sticking their cocks in.  

#1). Pipedreams Area 51 Love Doll

The box brags about this alien having "3 Out Of This World LOVE Holes" and included "Free Alien Lube" (which is alluded to as being green).  The mouth is shaped like a pussy, just like the pussy and purportedly has asses for ears.  I'm not sure what the anus is supposed to look like, but it's probably a pussy too.

This alien love slave also sports 3 boobs.  And I have a feeling it's this scene in Total Recall that's really to blame for the third tit:

Male fantasy dictates that females sacrifice self-fulfillment in adulation of the male, existing solely as titillation for the male gaze and ego, and that entry into our bodies can be obtained through 3 separate orifices--2 taken completely outside of their assigned biological function and context--often for their pleasure and to our determent.  This sex doll could be interpreted as merely being a gag novelty gift, especially as Amazon with only two user reviews indicates the product is currently unavailable and they're unsure when or if this item will be back in stock, so there's thankfully apparently not a large demand out there.  Still. The emphasize is on parts. You'll see over and over again as we plunge forward a disturbing reoccurring theme is dismemberment and anatomization.  Thereby demonstrating, in the truly patriarchal misogynist mind, a female is not worth the sum of her parts, she is summarized by her parts.  This.  Should be terrifying to any rational, enlightened mind.  The female is denied her humanity, in favor of her physicality. 

 #2). Fleshlight Frankenpussy

What was Frankenstein?--a man composed of many sewn together corpses who only achieves divine animation through its master.  So is this Frankenpussy all stitched together with dead women?--only achieving "animation" when engaged by its "master"?  Why would any man find this a turn-on?  Is it because so many American TV shows center around violence against women as central theme-plots?  Covering unoriginal writing of repeated rapes, serial killings, beatings, kidnappings, pedophilia, and sex trafficking?  Jesus.   

#3). Fleshlight My Little Pony Collection

If you were a little girl born sometime around the 1980's this dev\ice is just an affront to your inner child.  Somewhere, the entire psycho-sphere is crying.  This is also the antithesis of brony - a tender truce with bro-kind.  In fact many a brony despises the sexualization of these beloved ponies and this resulted in the break-away sect of "choppers" that proudly do.  This Fleshlight is yet somehow still not as vile as this real life perv (who must be a chopper)...

...who decided to keep Rainbow Dash in an ever growing jar of jizz:

Or as vile as this giant Adult Twilight Sparkle Plush toy getting molested and apparently sold.  CAUTION, this video is very disturbing and inserted here for educational purposes only.

Filth such as this really begs to question, where do we morally draw a line?--sexual behavior like this is literally deviant, it blurs lines on pedophilia and bestiality.  Sex play between two consensual adults is one thing but when you start screwing inanimate objects that are specifically and originally manufactured for child's play, it gets a little fuzzy.  It gets, alarming.  I'm really made uncomfortable by watching this video.  I know it is apparently important for the "porn industry" for people to believe that in sex anything goes, but that belief system is erroneous and only in effect to maximize profit, because when nothing is sacred, it's not immune to exploitation for monetary gain.  And not everybody feels this way.  We aren't all puppets being pulled by our libido hither thither.  And not all of us want to be sold sex, especially if we don't find it sexy.  This isn't sexy, it's straight up disturbing.  

#4). See Me Spread Pussy Masturbator

This sex toy gives the illusion of participation, but again, through dismemberment of the female form.  It's more pathetic then it is sexy.  It also demonstrates how desperate a male can become for penetration, the female essence becomes reduced to parts and a hole.    

#5). The Darth Dildo

I'm honestly not sure if this is a real product or not.  It appears on the cover of some sex book called FEED ME/Fully Fattened 2, about a fetish involving overfeeding women.  Either way, this picture exists and so do these awful books.  Had this been a mask worn by a performance artist, I'd say it's a silent commentary on the sexual and verbal repression of women in lieu of what a penis wants to hear, which is probably a lot less talking and a lot more sucking.  It would have also been a commentary on how women are being suffocated and enslaved by constantly having to filter the air they breathe through a phallic mouth piece, thereby adulterating our very vocabulary and source of self-identity.  Either way, this is the stuff of nightmares, not wet dreams.    

#6). Rubber Ducky Vibrator

This is a product that is no doubt more so geared towards women, but the fact that it's really a toddler's bath toy in origin, kinda shrinks my soul.  Maybe it's supposed to be discrete, but it's also supposed to be a child's bath toy and again, the line against pedophilia and bestiality gets flirted with and it just doesn't sit right.  Erine sang "Rubber Ducky" to me as a toddler and it was beautiful, this is just too symbolic of childhood and innocence to ever be considered a valid sex toy.  I know there's a certain naughtiness when it comes to taboo acts, but, come'on, a rubber ducky is nothing to cum on.  

#7). Cast Parts

A lot of "adult entertainers" take casts of their body parts in order that they be mass manufactured and sold.  So they literally sell off parts of their body.  The viewer of their pornographic content then gets the ability to have ownership over whatever body part gets them aroused from that particular entertainer.  This is any body part you can imagine and I'm sure entire sex dolls are modeled from their image as well.   Again, this shows valuing body parts as the commodity, the personality is nullified when things like this happen.  And if a young woman does this to herself to further her finances, she's lost.  It's really a tacky, grotesque thing to do to yourself.  It's sex slavery by proxy.  Really should love yourself and hold yourself to higher standards.  This might be something these entertainers will regret one day, especially when or if they become mothers.  You hear that as a common lamentation among many women in the spotlight, even if they're regular actresses or singers.  Think about all the men, that you wouldn't have sex with in reality and realize those are the ones buying these products.  Icky.    

 

#8). Lotus Pussy Masturbator

Very Georgia O'Keeffe.  Very disturbing.  Very humorous.  And that's part of the insult, that female sexuality is to be scoffed at continuously while the male's is celebrated?  That women have mysterious lady parts that are to be coveted and misunderstood?  Too many women are having unnecessary plastic surgery, everything from breast implants to labiaplasty.  Love yourself, stop trying to fit into some type of homogeneous sex mold.  Celebrate and delight in the unique novices of your body.  Also, educate yourself on your anatomy.  For instance, if you don't know what Bartholin's glands are, maybe you don't really deserve to partake in the act of copulation in the first place.     

#9). Anime Inspired Sex Toys

Anime is basically cartoons with childlike features, no matter how well endowed.  If he's putting his penis in her face... 

...what's stopping him from putting his penis in her face?  Both faces look pretty similar.  What's going to stop the temptation?--a sense of mighty moral accountability?  Doubt it.

#10). Mr. Jack (Off)

This is just horrifying.  Even if I was a gay male, I would not use this.  Unsettling. 

#11). Rainbow Dash Blow-up Sex Doll

The fleshlights and plush toys are just apparently not enough for some guys.  This pony comes endowed and with a sexy outfit.  Single mothers--screen your suitors.  Maybe even become a lesbian.  Might be a safer bet for your daughters.  

#12). Cup O'Nude

Pussy in a cup.  Debased to the essential characteristics of a pussy as pink hole.  Served up hot in Styrofoam.  

#13). Robo Suck

A basic transparent hole meant to pleasure the male, because his sexual fulfillment might ultimately have absolutely nothing to do with appearances (imagine all the money you've wasted on hair accessories and make-up) and merely centers on the ability of how well a hole fits and sucks.  The male fantasy of sex slave may just yet be lived out in the form of robots, in which case, good?

#14). Jesse's SENSO Foot Fetish Fantasy

A transparent foot with "stroker beads" is barely human in appearance.  Again modeled after the real foot from a porn starlet.  Creepier then the Monkey's Paw. 

#15). RealTouch Interactive

Another robotic based device, meant to be synchronized to a webcam girl (and according to other sites, POV porn), in any case, this is about as far away as a real vagina anyone could ever get.  The name is deceitful as nothing compares to the real touch of an engrossed and emotionally invested lover.  This device is more about self-gratification and is really a contraption for the socially awkward and lonely.  Dudes, if you want a real touch, get in-touch with your real feelings and talk to a lady that can hold your attention and a conversation.  Don't take the easy route, you're cheating yourself out of the real love of a real woman, which is the closest you're ever going to get to divinity.   

#16). Vajankle

An extremely realistic looking severed foot complete with a vagina.  This looks like a Halloween prop, but disarmingly, it's a real sex toy.  Even more creepy is the ability to "customize" the toenails.  Perverts can customize the Vajankle in every shade from "cream" to "espresso." They can choose red nail polish, a French manicure or a custom polish on the toes.  This makes me want to scream until I loose my voice.  Imagine finding this in your new boyfriends nightstand drawer.  Your first instinct would be to call the cops.  Completely revolting, the female form is again reduced to fetish and parts.  I've seen pictures online circulating with this product in real high heel shoes.  High heel shoes deform your feet eventually ladies and can seriously give you health issues.  Why do that to yourselves?--is it worth it to be perceived as "sexy" by some guy whose head would be turned by the next set of feet, because he's not interested in *you*, he's interested in pursuing his fetish.  And fetishes, like addictions, can't really be maintained by one source.

#17). The Reloadable Hymen Sex Doll

Yeah, this sex doll comes with a reloadable hymen.  So, blood and dismemberment with this sex toy are finally united.  The female loss of virginity is painful, sometimes forced, is confusing, embarrassing and is another fetish meant to be relived by the perpetrator of penetration.  A sex toy for the serial female virgin fucker, this is perhaps the most sadistic "toy", that I have literally ever seen.  

All of these sex toys, aren't toys at all.  They are inanimate objects that symbolize male domination over the female form.  They dissect you down to pieces.  They own your pieces.  They stick their penises in your pieces.  They take childhood toys, holy artifacts of youth and innocence, perverting it down to debauchery.  They take flights of fancy and create items meant for sale.  And to hell how these items might ultimately be used or what ends, or what amount of psychic pain they may cause.  Money, power, sex - we don't all share the same values or emphasis on these topics, so I uselessly shout into the void, how dare you to whomever is making this fucking sick ass shit.  For countless kids to probably Google and not understand.  Fuck you for helping perverts rationalize their deviant sexual behavior to themselves.  This contributes nothing to society at large.  This only undermines the delicate ethos that barely exist in this day and age.  It would be comical, if it wasn't so horrible.     

So with all these perversions available, why do some men still screw babies and corpses?    

Emphysema

I was 33, when I lost my gumption
I was 33, when I lost my nerve
Almost 34, know nothin' 'bout free lunches
Almost 34, and I know all 'bout free dinners

And there ain't no prayer,
and there ain't no gospel.
I'm feelin' scared,
the whole entire world seems so hostile.

And there ain't no jewels,
no celebrity press.
Just a bunch of girls,
walking around with no breasts on their chests.
Life's a short walk to a hospice.
Spend your whole life,
looking for an accomplice.
Then pause, look back_
_what did you accomplish?
Did you get around
to doin' dat thang?
--Don't worry none, if you didn't.
Something looks a lot like nothing,
Naked emperors don't need no cloak,
sometimes when you're alive,
the only way to keep breathin'
is to smoke.

I don't fault you any,
for the spaghetti in your lungs.
I don't begrudge you,
for all of those drugs.

Sometimes, you just gotta feel_
    _purple.

Sometime, you just have to float.

Because the body, it wrinkles, fades, & can
    bloat.

You gotta coat
this shit filled Twinkie 
with sugar
'cause shit don't sparkle.

I know I'm gonna still miss you tomorrow...

But I'm 33 and I've lost my nerve.
I'm 33 and I've lost my gumption.
Don't know nothing 'bout any free luncheon,
but I'll eat that free dinner, if you care to serve.