Male attention

1. That man – a hunter and supporter – was in the course of evolution, capable of providing a female with cubs so that they do not have to be distracted by the food. This allowed us to have a long period of carefree childhood and eventually grow large, well-trained brains. That is, to become human.

2. Men – again for reasons of hunting and fighting for a female – first, it seems, have developed a habit of climbing the two legs. Women are still retained in this sense atavistic traits. Here’s compare the two pictures. This man – world running on all fours.
The truth is, a woman attractive? Once it is natural to her work.

3. Finally, since we are plunged into the risky topics. Many anthropologists know the long-established fact: the appearance of a woman’s breasts (and buttocks) evolved under the influence of sexual selection, that is, were originally designed primarily to attract male attention. Not to mention the pleasure felt by a woman to have sex: in the words of Kate Clancy, the clitoris – “pathetically feeble imitation of the male penis.” This is not, I wrote it with his own hand wrote a female anthropologist.

These are the discussions on provocative gender issues flare up on both sides of the Canadian border. Maybe I rushed to call their unhurried and friendly: at times, and the truth is, they slip desire to get involved in a bloody fight. But still, when compared to our current political situation in the country, agree that such topics somehow soothe and relax. A calm and relaxed – the key properties of the individual, unless you want to get into a paddy wagon for organizing mass riots. That’s why I turned to this subject, and my scrap rusty pipes even lie down for a while without eating.

Control

Posted by admin | Control,Likewise,Loungewear,Married very young | | Tuesday 12 February 2013 4:43 pm

GIVE me five minutes with these One Direction kids – this tattoo epidemic is out of control, writes Amber Petty.
EITHER I’m just naturally getting old and crabby or the world is morphing into one big, fairly pointless tattoo.You can’t go anywhere without seeing some young man or woman, boy or girl, prancing around town covered in tattoos.

It’s all so ironic that some of these kids believe they’re being so individual and painstakingly cool. Yet how can anything that every other young dude on the block has be cool?This whole tattoo epidemic is just totally out of control.

I’d like to have a long grandma-style chat with these One Direction kids.Although they’re happily singing squeaky-clean, packaged pop music, they’re obviously desperate to get the sorts of tattoos that are about as well designed and thought through as something I’d do with biro on a corner of paper to pass the time while listening to hold music.

And if you’re sitting there sporting a skin design of some sort and think I’ve spent too much time loitering around Burnside, out of touch with the real world, you’d be advised to check in with my father. He believes I’ll only ever date the types who can prove that they have one. But the difference here is the reason and the thought involved in getting one.

Not simply getting one because it’s supposedly cool.

The worrying thing with this extreme form of fashion is that it is just that – fashion. How many young people are just looking at their bodies and thinking “How do I fill up the blank space?”
What happened to the true sense of being cool, having the sort of self-identity that meant you didn’t needed to spell it out with a permanent stamp?