08-18-2020, 06:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-18-2020, 06:59 PM by NightskyeB4Dawn.)
I watched a normal young boy reject and say hurtful things about a young girl, because he thought she was ugly. I didn't know the young girl and it was a good thing that she did not hear him. I didn't know a whole lot about the young girl. She seemed nice and I would not call her ugly.
I did know the young boy, so I asked him why he would say she was ugly, when she is clearly not. He said he thought she was. I asked him who he thought was beautiful, and he called off a list of names of famous women, being an old fart, I did not have a clue to who they were, but I got the picture fairly quickly.
I asked him if he thought any of the those women he thought were beautiful would want to be with him. His demeanor changed a bit. I told him he was not rich, not powerful, and he was nice looking, but he was not drop dead gorgeous, so how many girls were calling him ugly, because he didn't look like a movie star. I took little of the cheer out of his Cheerios, but the conversation sent me to that place in my mind that causes me to do a bit of self reflection.
Beauty. What is it? Why does it have such power and influence over us, to the point that we are willing to reject others, for a characteristic that is so superficial and fleeting? What purpose does it have? Why do we even have a category for what is pleasing to the eye, but seems to serve no other purpose, other than stroking our ego, and making us ignore or reject those people or things that serve a greater purpose?
i remembered a young boy that I had a crush on back when I was young. He was gorgeous, and all the girls loved him. I remembered the pride I felt when he chose me over the other girls, especially the prettier ones. It took me longer than it should have to realize he only chose me over the other girls because I could do his homework for him, and the others couldn't even do their own homework. It made me find good looking guys off putting. I became a snob in the other direction. I rejected any guy I thought looked better than me.
Look at the commercials and the other forms of advertising. We are conditioned to think of beauty in a very deliberate way. They are so good at it, they can even make you accept beauty in things you once thought of as ugly or disgusting. So my reflection has led me here to RN. This is another thing that I am would like to hear what others think. What am I missing?
I did know the young boy, so I asked him why he would say she was ugly, when she is clearly not. He said he thought she was. I asked him who he thought was beautiful, and he called off a list of names of famous women, being an old fart, I did not have a clue to who they were, but I got the picture fairly quickly.
I asked him if he thought any of the those women he thought were beautiful would want to be with him. His demeanor changed a bit. I told him he was not rich, not powerful, and he was nice looking, but he was not drop dead gorgeous, so how many girls were calling him ugly, because he didn't look like a movie star. I took little of the cheer out of his Cheerios, but the conversation sent me to that place in my mind that causes me to do a bit of self reflection.
Beauty. What is it? Why does it have such power and influence over us, to the point that we are willing to reject others, for a characteristic that is so superficial and fleeting? What purpose does it have? Why do we even have a category for what is pleasing to the eye, but seems to serve no other purpose, other than stroking our ego, and making us ignore or reject those people or things that serve a greater purpose?
i remembered a young boy that I had a crush on back when I was young. He was gorgeous, and all the girls loved him. I remembered the pride I felt when he chose me over the other girls, especially the prettier ones. It took me longer than it should have to realize he only chose me over the other girls because I could do his homework for him, and the others couldn't even do their own homework. It made me find good looking guys off putting. I became a snob in the other direction. I rejected any guy I thought looked better than me.
Look at the commercials and the other forms of advertising. We are conditioned to think of beauty in a very deliberate way. They are so good at it, they can even make you accept beauty in things you once thought of as ugly or disgusting. So my reflection has led me here to RN. This is another thing that I am would like to hear what others think. What am I missing?
For every one person that read this post. About 7.99 billion have not.
Yet I still post.
