***we interrupt the post I had planned for the following rant. it uses the f-word on occasion. for those who may be offended, you may with to skip this post. you’ve been warned, Mr.Q***
Discussion last night, in one corner of interweb, revolved around the term MILF. [go have a listen] By the end of said discussion, I was
overwhelmed disengaged underwhelmed tired. And maybe a wee bit sad.
Apparently, I should be appalled at this term, its usage and most connotations. But I’m not. Really, honestly, I am not. I take issue with the notion that I should have an issue with MILF. That likely makes me part of the perceived problem, but there it is. And I am huge on semantics, don’t get me wrong – ask anyone I’ve ever worked with to produce an operating procedure, report or memo. I’m all about is this really what you mean. But, here I see no confusion.
Mom I’d Like to Fuck.
Short, simple, unambiguous words leaving little in the way of interpretation. A mom. Who is [so as not to over-f this post] doable.
Concerns about being labelled as, or confined within the label of, mom? But I am a mom. No, that’s not all I am, but I suspect that MILF became so pervasive because it can be applied to a large segment of the population. I doubt that, anytime soon, I will hear about lab techs I want to fuck or left handed amateur photographers who occasionally write poetry that I want to fuck. Maybe, just maybe, bloggers I want to fuck, but really, BILF??
Concerns about the combination of mom and fuck? What, as opposed to jumping on the Madonna/whore bandwagon? I know it’s not one or the other, but in the continuum, I’d rather lean toward MILF, thank you.
The kicker: concerns about I. That perpetuating the term MILF gives power to the ‘other’ in the conversation – the one stating I’d like to. In my [own oh-so humble] opinion, it is the acknowledgment that this term has the power to piss people off that gives it its mojo. I walk around forming opinions of others all the time – what of my old guy celebrity crushes? Does the fact that I have a thing for Alan Rickman belittle him in any way? The difference between I am a member of the Alan Rickman fanclub and the Alan Rickman fan club includes me as a member seems rather moot. Though, I do agree with the technical aspect, at least, of speakers’ conclusion to more accurately call oneself a mom you’d like to fuck. [already copyrighted or trademarked or whatever one needs to do by Kristen, so don’t even think about it!]
[Apologies to anyone who got here by googling Alan Rickman. I have no idea where his fan club is.]
At the end of the day, semantics and dissection aside, it’s about context. If some creepy asshole is going to leer at me [work with me, here] it doesn’t matter whether he uses the term MILF or asks me for the time. It will still be creepy.
Now, I’m not about to wander around wearing a t-shirt stating that I am a MILF – or LTILF or LHAPWOWPILF. But if some guy recognises that I am a mom by the diaper bag, baby or rather harried look and also acknowledges that he thinks I’m fuckable, well good for him. It might even remind me that there is such a thing as sex out there and not just diaper bags, babies, lab techs, amateur photography, poetry and blogging about catch phrases.
***end vent and use of the f-word. thank you for you indulgence. we know return you to your regular Quarter Rest***