Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Paglia's Fantasies Should Be Equally Distributed

What Paglia Embraces

I recently wrote about Camille Paglia's latest column "Taylor Swift, Katy Perry and Hollywood Are Ruining Women" published in The Hollywood Reporter this December, and criticized her full-fledged embrace of eroticized black women pop stars such as Rihanna and Beyonce, and her rejection of the more subdued white performers like Taylor Swift.

Paglia, who is a lesbian, sounds almost like a pedophile. But rather than young children, she is sexually obsessed with young black women.


Above is a photo of her from a New York Post article, written by a white female, who takes to heart Paglia's rejection of clean-cut white female pop stars.

Of course this writer, Maureen Callahan, has no problem with Paglia's fetishistic obsession with black female stars and their raunchy and overt sexuality. She is just annoyed that Paglia doesn't find their white female counterparts as raunchy and sexy. They are not white bread innocents, moans this writer, since innocence and whiteness are lamentable traits. Look at Taylor Swift's red lipstick, and Katy Perry (well, Katy Perry is no innocent, actually) and her once up on a time black boyfriend!

I suppose Callahan is in some kind of competition with Paglia, and tries hard to find those raunchy white female pop stars, even if they don't come forward so willingly. She has written a book on Lady Gaga, but still seems to find fault with her for not going far enough with her gaganess.

Here's a Gaga fan critiquing the book on Amazon.com:
The book is just filled with so much negativity and venom that it is tough to swallow. Lots of silly, pointless banter like going way out of her way to cite discrepancies between accounts given by acquaintances of Lady Gaga, and those of Lady Gaga herself for example. She also breaks down the various costumes that Lady Gaga has worn, and tries to find artists in the past who have worn similar garments, with the constant criticism that what Lady Gaga is doing is unoriginal. There is also a really silly section in the book, where she lists various groups and performers that Lady Gaga has said are major influences to her, and then found interviews where Lady Gaga was asked very detailed "trivia" type questions about those performers that she couldn't answer. The point apparently being that because she lacked an encyclopedic knowledge of those artists, that she was somehow a fraud for claiming that she was influenced by them. Grrr, that's going way too far imho. I can't help feeling that the author has some very negative anti-Gaga thesis she is trying to prove by writing this book, and so everything is balanced in that direction.
If only Beyonce could come incarnate as a white.