I do not like tattoos on females. They are ugly stains on womanhood, and they signal a self-hatred among modern women that is concerning. Women are naturally beautiful and a tattoo on a female body is like drawing a mustache on the Mona Lisa or carving graffiti on a Stradivarius violin. They are cries for help by females that mark themselves for some kind of identity as a group like inmates in a maximum-security prison. They are prisoners of postmodernism, and I feel bad for them.
These are not good times for women. The Great Society destroyed the traditional family where a woman could find a man that would stay and help raise children. Intellectuals in America damaged the culture with the odious dynamic of paying females to become impregnated by a revolving door of worthless men and then collecting welfare payments. When those intellectuals discovered their mistake they did not return to policies encouraging intact families. Intellectuals in America liked the power they got by creating a dependent society and the programs that multiplied by cellular division much like cancer.
When things began to go badly with misbehavior in school, the intellectuals just started diagnosing children from fractured families with new, contrived neurological conditions Like Attention Deficit Disorder ADHD, later, Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, ADHD. They preserved their growing power over average people by drugging the problem children of their bad ideas like zookeepers do with ill-acting animals. This corroded the relationship between males and females in America and created a dangerous underclass that exists solely to justify the growth of government dependence.
Where does that leave the women? If a woman in postmodern US society wants to find a decent man to support and work with her to raise a family she is competing for a dying breed. Those kinds of men were largely removed from the culture by the unwise and naïve good intentions of liberal thinking intellectuals and politicians and there is no quick solution to resolve the damage done.
I see these victims everywhere, in the gym, at work, on the street. They are not trendsetters; they are like the Jews in the camps, but they voluntarily mark themselves. They want to be recognized as worthwhile, but they do it in a way that makes them taboo to the kind of men they really need.
I’m sorry, but that is just the way it is.