Katy Perry

Because indeed, Katy Perry is the leading exponent of that noxious genre of songs that scream at preteen girls that they”€™re “€œfierce”€ and “€œstrong”€ and “€œbeautiful just the way they are”€”€”this coming from a performer who shills for CoverGirl and appears to apply her makeup with tools picked up in the Building Materials aisle of Home Depot.

So what we have here is a clash of female empowerment fantasies: The Nun, the Pop Star, and even the Witch”€”another teen girl (and beyond) obsession that’s gone in and out of style since Salem. In this scenario, only Hollister has what we”€™d recognize as a real job.

As evidenced by the unedifying spectacles of the Women’s March against Trump and A Day Without Women, most females would rather sing about “€œgirl power”€ than actually wield and possess it. Hence the “€œnasty women”€ casting occult spells to “€œfight”€ Not My President”€”another retreat into make-believe.

All these women crave a kind of masochism, poorly disguised as might, and practice self-sabotage to alarming degree.

Whereas, I am temperamentally immune from such apparently widespread female afflictions as “€œimpostor syndrome.”€

There’s a new one, too. You”€™ve heard of the Peter Principle, that within modern organizations, “€œmost men rise to their level of incompetence.”€ Well, now we have a long-overdue name for an equally vexing phenomenon: the Paula Principle, which states, accurately as hell, that “€œmost women work below their level of competence.”€

And naturally, the book that explains all this was written by a man.



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