Candy Says, Velvet Underground
dream within a dream within a dream
For I have known them all already, known them all -
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
- The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
Fucking privileged white boys exploiting the name of feminism for their own sexual profiteering. Condemning slut-shaming and condoning free love are not means through which you can try and coerce women into sleeping with you. That’s a perverse view of gender equality. Women aren’t going to find liberation fucking horny pseudo-intellectuals. Women can find emancipation for themselves.
Moving, Kate Bush