Saturday, September 5, 2015

plastic surgery and generation "fucked"

Am I the only one to notice the ample women of today? And I mean the ones with ample asses, lips and breasts that have their very own built-in floating device if their plane were to nosedive into the pacific. I'm going to be honest, I've entertained the idea of cosmetic surgery and still occasionally look at my chesticles with pity. But, I've come to the conclusion (actually, my beau sort of led me to this conclusion. If I took full credit I'd face like copyright infringement or some shit) that I'm not gonna join this expanding group of......costly expansion. I still can't help but consider what this is doing to our present and future. This idea of beauty can now only be obtained with surgical scissors, a steady hand and the relocation of fat or long ass needles appropriate for horse insemination. These razor noses, intertube lips and alien-like hourglass figures that are emerging from surgery rooms every day, bring a out with them unobtainable perceptions of beauty. And the very unobtainable "perfect" is now being vehemently challenged.  I read the fear of humans being overran by robots is becoming more real each time the technological world conceives something more profound.  It seems, however, we are the ones straying from our human selves and disregarding the affects this will have on the coming generations of not just girls, but boys, as well.

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