I'm a pretty calm, rational person for the most part. I let people get away with more than I should because I usually figure that an issue isn't worth my trouble. Normally, it isn't a big deal- everything always blows over and I de-stress by painting or whatever. Every now and then, too much anger builds up without a release and I turn into a very scary version of myself. Let's just say that if a were a drug lord, mob boss, or fascist dictator the heads would be rolling today.
I find myself happily imagining the scenes in Star Wars where Darth Vader uses the force to crush the throats of people who fail him... and picture myself doing the same thing to coworkers and clients.
I'm not a violent person, I just want to stomp around today pretending to be more intimidating than I actually am.
At this point, I will instead direct my aggression at Nelly's latest hit, "Grillz". It's stupid. And pointless. And I hate it. ...Sure, none of his songs have um... poignant lyrics, but this one particularly rubs me the wrong way. He started a rash of bad songs with female backup singers who are apparently brainless and oversexed. I wouldn't call myself a feminist, but when I hear a stupid girl breathlessly repeat everything Nelly raps (as though it's the naughtiest thing she's ever heard), it makes me hurt inside. "Let me see your Grillz!"
Ugh. I feel like every time that song plays, another teenage girl decides that she isn't a sufficient sex object and becomes anorexic.
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As if "Hot in here" wasn't bad enough, right?
I have to wonder how much I'd have to be paid to put aside my dignity and be the token slut in a rap song?
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