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From Rapey to Righteous: Can Robin Thicke’s Controversial Hit Song ‘Blurred Lines’ Elevate the Culture?
Fauxminists everywhere are declaring Robin Thicke’s summer hit, “Blurred Lines,” rapey and weird:
Basically, the majority of the song…has the R&B singer murmuring ‘I know you want it’ over and over into a girl’s ear. Call me a cynic, but that phrase does not exactly encompass the notion of consent in sexual activity.
As originally written with the rap, yes, it’s gross. So was the video with the naked supermodels, as is most pop music. That is all true. (Someone needs to record the date and time I agreed with a modern feminist. It won’t happen again.)
However, “Blurred Lines” is a serious jam and I can’t help but turn it up and sing along (albeit without the kids in the car.) Last week, I wrote about the Miley Cyrus twerking incident which involved Thicke, who really should have known better than to agree to perform a pedophilia fantasy with a barely-legal girl in a teddy bear suit. I think we can all agree these are not shining pillars of moral superiority we’re dealing with. The Hollywood crowd seems to be arrested in development somewhere near 15-years-of-age with a fixation on dick jokes and orgasms.
But something happened with “Blurred Lines” that made it palatable even to this Christian conservative prude
If you don’t know what twerking is yet, I’ll explain it one more time. To “twerk”, as the kids say, is not your average Jennifer Gray/Patrick Swayze dirty dancing. In fact, it makes their bump and grind look like the foxtrot. I was in Oklahoma last year hanging out with my cousins at a rodeo bar (yeah, I know it’s cliché but when in OK City, it’s A-Ok to go full-on cowgirl.) I was beyond perplexed when I realized I brought my red leather cowboy boots down hard on some poor girl’s fingers on the dance floor. What were her fingers doing on said dance floor, you might ask? Twerking. Imagine, if you can, what kind of position a girl must be in to have her hands on the floor, ass in the air, gyrating around like an acrobat on LSD. It’s not pretty. In fact, it’s pretty ugly. I can tell you that me and the 5 other people I was with had a great time discussing and laughing (as was the guy she was twerking on, btw.) No one thinks this is sexy. It’s a big joke. It’s as if the guys in the room (not men) are all waiting to see who they can fool into trying this “move” which is nothing more than a scene from a XXX movie.