And then there's Ozzy's wife. Sharon Osbourne is a perfect example of the sharp businesswoman who insures her future through hard and intelligent work, a model for the postmillennial female struggling with a business world that is treating women more as equals every year, which means being less patronizing and more caustic toward them, which the less perceptive women still attribute to gender discrimination, which is no longer any where near to the truth. This cuntry is turning into a hive of busy workers who expel the drones as soon as they're past their serviceability period. Maybe this is the way it's always been and the male-oriented point-of-view I am stuck with is causing me to misperceive the situation too. But the way I see it, women are far more equal than they think they are. And Sharon Osbourne is the living. breathing personification of this equality.
Modern women (who tend to come from the more affluent segments of society) complain that their husbands, after they achieve some degree of success in the careers, divorce them in favor of younger, trophy wives. It may be true, but they don't see the other side of the coin, which exists across all strata of society. It's certainly been an ongoing habit of a certain segment of the married female population to leave their husbands, or more likely, to kick them out of the house, when they lose their jobs and become morose and subject to depression and loss of self-esteem. So much for the support of a good woman. Maybe, male domination has been a reaction against this evolutionary motive of the worker bee. That is to say, if men had not adopted a domination over women, the women would have expelled them from society at an early age, after their usefulness at procreation and as a sexual gratification toy had ended. Women, then, can be seen in this light as projecting their negative physiologies/psychologies onto the convenient hook of male domination. And the problem is, it's getting worse as the society orients itself toward the female.
Hey, it's just a theory. [It's these kinds of writings that cause people to accuse me of being misogynist, when all I am doing is simply trying reporting facts and get at a deeper truth.]
Truth is hard enough to get at in the best of circumstances. Add the changing cultural mores and you have miasmata of overlapping definitions conflicting for attention. One of those is Ozzy's new-found popularity among a younger generation. I kind of resent all of the popularity that's being heaped on Ozzy now, although I don't resent Ozzy for it. I'm glad for him, and for his genius of a wife, who's obvious engineered the whole thing. But it's that old "where were you way back when" attitude. This is my superceleb. Go get your own.
A tribute to the popularity of Ozzy and the Osbournes on livejournal.
I'm tired of all this pandering of attention. It wears me out trying to keep up with the changing culture. But I only feel this way because I'm tired in general. I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. I feel distant and out of it. I walk past the full-length mirror in my office and I catch a glimpse of myself in passing. I'm walking with my shoulders slumped, leaning slightly forward, my hair is mussed and its length is waywardly insisting itself over my shoulders, I stumble slightly as I walk. I look like Ozzy walking around his house, half-heartedly doing minor household chores.
I never previously would have believed it, but I realize that I'm a fan. I've been in denial for a long, long time. I hate fans. They wallow in their pathetic admiration. But I probably feel this way because I don't have any. I'm a fan of people with whom I have a correspondence. And I'm a fan with a lot of people with whom I do not.
I've always been so cool [well, not always. I used to be a little bit of a nerd--but even then, I was cool, in the sense that I stood off and let others get hot about things while I maintained my distance, and in the sense that I always strove to present a cool persona, despite what my true self beneath might have been. As a matter of fact, I may still be doing this. What is cool anyway, but this very practice?] [I forgot what I was going to write about. Oh, yeah. Fortunately, I've been working from my notes. This is why I write down everything I want to write about, so that I won't forget it before I actually do the writing], and it's not too cool to be a fan. But I'm realizing that I've been a fan all my life, a dedicated fan, of a lot of people, unknown, and famous--and infamous. (I have this natural propensity to emulate people I like. This is an ordinary human function, but in me, to me, to this person who wants to think he's so independent, it seems to take an extraordinary turn as I latch onto people and their ideas and adopt them as my exclusive role models for a period of time. I've been as hopeless as an air-headed groupie. More lately, I've been less like this, but when I was young, I was very hopeless. But then, most young people are.]
Anyway, the point is, I am a fan, I realize, and rather than continue to deny it, I've decided to come clean and to admit to the extensive fannery in which I am caught up. To this end, I've started a new Web page: idols, which I'll add to as I think of those people who've influenced my psyche, life, and art--and subtract from when I realize that they are just a passing fad in my ever-absorbing mind; but then, if they are only a fad, nevertheless, they are an influence. Ozzy is my latest realization.
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