Saturday, January 07, 2006

Addictive Plasticity


Not being in an overly social mood this evening, my husband and I were watching some television...(Yes, I know it is Saturday night & we should be out and about but we didn't feel like it.) There it was...some show about plastic surgeons.

Now, before you get the wrong idea, I realize that, in some cases plastic surgery is really a pretty necessary procedure. There are horrible car accidents, housefires, birth defects and such that scar people and make their lives very difficult. Plastic surgery often offers a reasonable option to help them lead a more "normal" life.

However, tonight, I watched as a 17-year-old girl, accompanied by her MOTHER, got breast implants. There was nothing wrong with her breasts. They were young, modest and petite, just like her body frame; about an A-cup (on a ninety-something pound girl).

But there she was, telling her surgeon about how the new breasts (and it was a C cup she was requesting), would make her look "cuter when (she) went out" and how she knew "it would make (her) happy". It broke my heart to hear these words and see her innocent face, but what really made me upset was watching her mother and her casual attitude. This was a mother trying more to be a buddy than a mom. Unacceptable.

Now, this poor girl has gone and altered her body (which I think looked much better before than after.) Nothing was discussed on this show about the possibilities of complications or back problems in the future. No risks were presented on the show at all. I am sure that they were discussed off camera but what about all the young, insecure, misguided girls out there that think this is a good alternative?

I don't really know where I am going with this other than that I am just utterly disgusted with our ridiculous standards, especially here in the United States. It's almost like since we have such an obesity epidemic (how embarrassing) that we have actually backlashed against it with extremes in the opposite direction.

At one time, lush, voluptuous (but not unhealthy or obese) women were ideal. Now, we see them as undeserving of happiness. Will we ever get to a happy medium and start seeing health as our first priority, instead of false and unrealistic expectations? I certainly hope so.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Sadness in the air...

I feel a thick sadness in the air tonight...a sadness which I cannot seem to ignore, no matter how hard I try. Like a pungent odor, it lingers in its selfish aura. Perhaps it will be gone (for me) in the morning, perhaps not. I feel as though I am absorbing the heartache of so many people, all over the world.

My heart goes out to those innocent people that died in Iraq today due to our negligence. To them, I extend my deepest apologies.

My condolences go out to those families in West Virginia who feel that extra empty spot inside of themselves after losing the ones they love.

Or that mother or father out there who has just received word that their son or daughter was killed in Iraq or Afghanistan.

Even that mother in Africa, whose otherwise healthy and promising 25 year old son has just died from AIDS.

I think sometimes that I feel too much for others...which in turn causes me to feel too much as just one person. I know there is nothing I can do to change this suffering in the world...nothing more than voicing my opinion, voting, standing up for what is right. But sometimes, it just feels overwhelming.

So, to any of you out there that might be suffering tonight, I am feeling your sorrow and I want to send you my warmest love and thoughts. May we all have a better tomorrow.
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