Madeline Rosene – “Raised On Porn”, Mansplaining Women’s Rights

“Millennials are the first generation to grow up exposed to internet pornography, highly photoshopped digital advertisements, skyrocketing rates of cosmetic surgery, webcam models, online sugar dating, and so much more. We live in a sex sells culture that favors Instagram butt models over intelligence, follower count over human connection, and luxury branding over compelling narratives. My realization of this was amplified by living in Los Angeles where I found favors, networking, and model looks go a lot farther than original thought and talent. At times, I felt lost in a sea of fake, disassociated. Porn isn’t just sex on the internet or on your TV. Porn is in our advertisements, on social media, and in our minds, emotions, and relationships. What does this mean for how we connect and relate to others? Who is really listening and not just looking at analytics and body shapes? As someone who considers themselves openminded and sex positive, I wrote the songs on this album while navigating relationships, fighting through inauthenticity and phoniness, dating, and going through a time of self-discovery, trying to be deeply honest with myself.”

So how does all that match up with her music? Usually, when an artist posts this seemingly impressive message about how they’ve had special experiences and think about the world in a monumental way, we end up getting a generic or knockoff product, no musical innovation, flow, or steez. I’m a big fan of the above paragraph, but unfortunately, the album does not hit like these bold words. This is a popular trend in America, using an advantageous phenotype through the pipeline of metropolitan advantage and mobility, clickbait-style titles and album summaries to brainwash consumers into thinking a byproduct of privilege is something revelatory. I enjoyed the project thoroughly. I’m doing like I usually do and playing the artist’s music as background while I write about them, and right away I can tell, Madeline’s music is easy to write to.

This description mismatch is along the lines of those mismatched captioned photos the normies make with pseudo intelligent alt-religous humble brag lines over fart content backdrops but I’ve still enjoyed our time together thus far. This multitalented young lady was inspired by Lindsey Lohan off Disney and her mother – a touring musician. I don’t know if I’ve heard that one before. The touring musician progeny/prodigy mentioned her interest in starting a “Sans Peur” movement – as she learns to write in French – to take advantage of Americans’ perception that France is sophisticated. “That would be nice and pretentious sounding”, she said. She’s into Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response (ASMR) videos as well and recommends we look into them. I will do so later. Somebody on her team sent over Raised On Porn and it’s got me thinking deep already.

Madeline Rosene has a captivating voice. She’s a stage performer. This kind of soft rock/pop maneater noir with a side of fashionable political marketing plays right into what they want in the top circles of New York, Cleveland, Madison and LA. I can see why she might have more experience dealing with the favors, fake networking and modeling gigs. Her videos are “well lit” and “well shot” like the movies you would expect to see from the record label people. The “Casting Couch” is just a call away for her.

Americans are a foul type of vain, and so just quick recognizing them as physically attractive brings their psychotic retard down some, and allows the situation to move forward. I’ve had artists refuse to work with me because I didn’t want to experiment with them, fuck them or date them. The least I can do is compliment them on some part of their physical appearance. If they get mad about me complimenting them (extremely common), then I will pay them as little mind as possible from that point until they demonstrate otherwise (not in that moment or near future only). It’s important to spell out to them in as many ways as possible: I am not the racist, rapist, scammer, slaver, sexist, homophobic, xenophobe, murderer, pedophile, whiner, manchild that you want me to be and I never will be.

I’m not sure if I’ve spoken too much on “Women’s Rights” all in one place before, so here are some of my more recent thoughts on mainstream pop/sex topics. Coming in hot, I’m all for legalizing the vice crime of sex work, like weed, for several basic reasons. First, for safety and health of all those involved. Second, so people stop killing, raping, molesting, drugging, scamming, robbing, etc so much cause they “can’t” get any dick or pussy. Third, so we can tax it and add it to the official economy. Fourth, so these people can use it on a resume, as work experience. Fifth, so whores in denial will be forced to report their sex work on their taxes, and post it to their resume, for economic transparency in the hiring process and workplace – so that non-sex work jobs are being filled, at least by majority, by those performing with merit the duties assigned in the shared non-sex work contracts. Essentially, the professional/prostitute, male and female, is being paid and celebrated far more than they’re worth, at the expense of the worker. They’re “for the streets” but not in the street. I envision a world where both victims can remove haunting memories from their own minds, and also whores (word I use to describe a person who, transparently or not, sells the stimuli from their own physical appearance to another in hopes of using the others’ socioeconomic approval of the perceived outward attractiveness to cheat a system which is supposedly based on professional merit) conversely fight to forcefully remove the sexual experiences of past partners, because they “regret” it. We gotta put the pro in professional.

Then there’s the massage side of the game too. Regardless of all the exercise, stretching and physical therapy, I still have serious muscle and joint pains. Massages help a lot. After I get a deep tissue massage, I feel like a different person. It doesn’t last for much longer than a day or so but it does help a lot to relieve stress, reduce pain, clear the mind, loosen up the muscles and joints. No wonder they don’t want to cover massage – it’s one of our tickets out! It’s also colder here, so winter does an extra number on our joints. If healthcare was legitimate in America, this preventative procedure would at least be covered in the Midwest. Look at the Westside of Madison compared to the East. They’re all bunched up in one spot on the West, where on the traditionally working class side of town in America (Eastside), they’re all spread out. Then come the jokes about “Happy Endings”, right? Or how “Asian Massage” is bad for the white chicks, or some other fascist shit. Another way to keep slaves suffering in pain, making up this harmful fantasy that all massages end with sex play of some kind. Or they say, “Have you tried a chiropractor?” – as if that wasn’t considered pseudoscience and not insurance worthy at all until the last 15 years or so. America needs to grow the fuck up if it wants to not die forever soon.

Body positivity is a good thing. I want everyone to be happy with their body type. Snap away. Of course, this is another one of those trends where people who were born with genetics that get widespread currency and social approval, with minimal effort, are the most popular advocates for the movement. These placeholders take a lot of heavily makeuped and edited face selfies, shirtless pics and booty pics, and give out advice for those birthed with the same advantages, creating this false “you can do it too” narrative. The answer for these people is pretty much exclusively: You came into this world in a skinsack that grants many wishes, as we can observe by how many more likes, shares, positive comments, endorsements, job opportunies, love, romance and sex, you get over others doing the same face-chest-booty-you can do it too scheme. It would be a helpful marker on profiles to see what percentage of skin, and in what areas, this person is most likely to share, and with what other attached content. This will again help weed out the wannabe pros and helpless hos and make way for transparent sex workers, models, and other types of people that use their flesh suit as a recognized source of income.

I have never been a person to insult big, small, medium, wide, thick, tall, short, fat, skinny, average people, or whatever, just because of their body type. That’s another one of those typical tells of inferior genetics, a family history of slavery, anti-work and anti-intelligence. They don’t have much internal value, and neither did their ancestors, so they feel the need to down others outwardly – who they perceive as a threat to their ineptitude getting exposed. I’m sure you’ve heard at least one person body shame me, though. Whether it was for the color of my skin, hair, height, weight, etc – add all that to the millions I’m owed. It’s disturbing the difference in availability of work for males versus females (fundamental body type difference) to begin with. Males are forced to do the most dangerous, insecure and lowest paying work, while females aren’t allowed to be top executives as often. Both face challenges but they are extremely different and uniquely American. I’ve heard a lot of the chauvinistic bullshit from males and females. The males will often say women are physically weak and can’t control their emotions, or whatever, so they can’t handle being a boss and should be ok with assistant based work to the man. The females will say men don’t give birth and are genetically inferior intellectually to females, so they need to be peons, serfs, servants and soldiers.

The no makeup thing is one of my favorite parts of feminism. Ladies, you look your absolute best without makeup on. This is how the manliest of the manly men, womanliest of womanly women, and the most self-realized, independent folk have felt since humans were invented. For us, no makeup is eternally greater than makeup. Those fetish-driven tyrannical circus freaks want you to beat your face like a doll or clown (only skin tone foundation color instead of white)… That’s not strong. Makeup is used hyperextensively throughout Hollywood, Broadway, Media, Corporate Culture, and American Holidays. It’s literally a two-face lifestyle. That said, I’m not against wearing makeup. It can be fun, and useful for acting, and of course essential for Girly-Girls, the Blackface-type, and fake religious. I guess I’m trying to understand the reasoning behind someone’s makeup on an individual basis. Strong women should be celebrated either way. Women are great.

American women, in my lifetime at least, are almost always doing it for the Gram in one way or another, just like the Southern Belle-Valley Girl-Flapper-Hippie shit of the past. If they do the foundation, or the eye shadow and eyeliner (fake hair and lashes), every single day, I know they’re stuck in a regressive epoch. I want to encourage the Makeup Addicts to do what makes them happy in regards to makeup, of course, but think about why they are hiding behind this caked on crap so often (other than “for fun” or “because I can”), especially if they consider themselves to be “real”, “honest”, “truthful”, and other words like these. Please change it up, not for man or woman, or some other simpleton self-retarded reason, but for Earthen sanity. Maybe try not treating your hair for a bit, or shaving for a stint – to give it a shot, to give yourself a chance, to feel in control of your hair and skin! Blondes are not dumb. Bottle Blondes are dumb. Bros are dumb too.

Transexuality is a tough subject for a lot of Americans. This is one of the most glaring signs that America is beyond the point of no return with privilege. The Trannie thing is a niche but obvious mental disorder under the umbrella of mental retardation and it’s taken precedence over homelessness, employment, education, and criminal justice reform. I absolutely hate how much these people have overshadowed and devolved the progress of women’s rights. This morbid obsession with body mutilation is along the same lines as people that get horns installed in their head, and plastic blobs in their chest, electively, for solely cosmetic and aesthetic reasons. They’re not even installing technology to become cyborgs. Males are born with a dick and ball rig, females with the whole vagina, uterus, Fallopian tube setup.

If you were born with a combination of parts from both genders, you are scientifically categorized as a transsexual human. We need to protect these people, if they exist, and give them what they need to figure out their gender and sex. They should be able to choose and not be questioned for it. Males and females are born with varying levels of testosterone and estrogen, of different sizes, sounding different, and these things change with age. A rig doesn’t turn to a setup though, or vice versa, unless you force it to using technology and/or drugs. If you’re forcing an anti-scientific anti-humanitarian definition of gender on us, you are a psychotic faggot – as defined in my dictionary. Also, women’s rights, gay rights, and trans rights are all different categories. You wanna be a different sexual orientation or gender, fine, you can claim to be about that. You can definitely say those words they absolutely hold meaning, if you are capable of communicating those words, and obviously, I/we will not assault or slander you for wanting to be one of the guys, a drag queen, for wanting to speak in a character voice, walk with a switch, or for changing your body. But this fake gender/sex game is just like the fake prostitution. It’s one that non-working people play – like almost every issue in this piece. Questions of personal sexuality and private romance shouldn’t really ever be in the news at all. It’s none of your fucking business immature pervert. Work. For marriage stuff, if it was up to me, you could marry whoever you want, and however many you want, as long as they’re of adult age human and cognisant of what they’re doing.

I love that the artist mentioned all these difficult topics. Madeline Rosene inspired me to finally write this out! Gotta love it. I like porn but I’m not with the BDSM shit as I’m sure I’ve unintentionally hilariously explained before. Straight up, I have watched some of this stuff to see what happens with my penis and balls. The anal spreading, dick machine, gang banging, animal-fucking material does not make my dick hard or my balls tingle. I’m more old fashioned in that I’m into the one-on-one stuff. My favorite “genre” is probably amateur. You learn a lot about yourself watching porn. Like I found out that I don’t ever want to see the dude’s face at all or it ruins it for me completely, so now I gotta spend time finding a clip that’s in first-person or features minimal face-to-dick connection. Glory Hole is good for this, but then I’ll find one where some pretty girl sucks like 30 guys off in a row and I can’t watch those for a while after that. I don’t really watch the same pornstars for too long either. We’re getting there, but in the future, it will be much more common for 9-5 couples to drop pornos. Many will be anonymous and others won’t be. This will replace much of the “need” for “stars” to get ran through by hundreds of dudes and chicks.

Things like fucking a bunch of people, polygamy, messing around out of wedlock or not to procreate, masturbating, watching porn and so forth are not inherently bad. This is how most folks are around Wisconsin and the Upper Midwest. Learn this and you’ll love yourself more. Problems arise when you’re lying (white lie, black lie, brown lie, yellow lie, purple lie, etc.), cheating on your partner (with male or female, straight, gay or bi), spending a lot of time jerking off and it’s hindering your life interests, not wrapping your dick (pussy, butthole or mouth) up, spreading disease and unwanted offspring. Course, I grew up in a certain kind of Lutheran Church and UCC, church wise, so I was not broadcasted as much paradoxical speak as told by prototypical Atheists, Agnostics, Methodists, Catholics, Baptists, Jews, Evangelicals, Mormons, and other Mainline Christians and mindsets approved by the institution of Popular American Religion, as much. I’ve never said, to my knowledge, that I’m a believer in all the teachings or practices of Lutheranism or UCC though, and I know they’ve said otherwise to that too, so add that to the total. The Bible is a brilliant read and maybe my favorite book. I do believe that there is Earthly truth and good in there. I also know my upbringing, specifically, was bettered by my involvement in the church. I have a personal relationship with God, and also myself. Slaves typically do.

Women should not be left as slaves to man for impregnating them as a part of some runaway father bloodsport game. Women deserve the right to abort any sort of bacteria, germ, infection, disease or otherwise parasitic offspring from their body – if they so choose, clear of mind and body. Shouldn’t matter if the guy wants the kid or not. If she says no, it’s a no. Of course, if the guy has said yes, or no, repeatedly, for a period of time, he should, or shouldn’t, be held liable for the costs for the procedure and/or childcare payments thereafter. Custody to the caretaker(s). Otherwise that’s slavery. I love moms. Moms should be celebrated and I’ve met many outstanding moms. I’ve also seen countless great men lose decades of their lives to the worst whoring cunts of bustdown city, just because they got him nabbed and locked into paying for her sorry useless ass. She won’t do shit to care for the kid, yell at the kid, degrade them in front of her friends and the kids’ friends, cook the kid box meals and fast food 100% of the time, beat em worse than pets, politicize and enslave them, not teach em shit at all if possible, then go to their friends and family bragging about how adult and proven they are for popping out a kid.

Switching gears, I don’t need porn when I utilize the awesome real-life experiences I’ve had in the past through my vivid imagination (as long as a male other than myself doesn’t appear in my thoughts at all during that time). A male voice or body other than my own will instantly make me go all the way soft. This is a good test for heteros, homos and bis that are trying to figure it out. First, get yourself turned on. Then, swap in a demographic (mentally or physically) that you think you are or are not attracted to. See if you stay turned on and capable of finishing or it goes away. I don’t think most Americans even know who they’re attracted to – according to themselves – much less know what their sexuality would be defined as, under consideration of legitimate scientists including myself.

If I could only turn my favs into my own personal virtual experience Xvideos, then I wouldn’t need to watch anyone else or their dick again. Also, and this isn’t too cutting edge or anything, but have you thought about the rising of “Deepfakes” and the possibility of generating faces onto pornstars to protect their anonymity, or even Deepfaking entirely computer generated porn stars? They do the cartoon and video game porn now but I’m thinking beyond that, where our carnal desires wouldn’t depend on other physical beings all the time, we could appreciate sex for longer periods of time as a memory, and others wouldn’t be left to sacrifice their bodies to the streets for entertainment – even if it is their choice to sell their flesh to the game. Overcompensated, undeserving people stay mad worried about non-issues instead of what affects the most important people we have. Sex Worker is a legitimate job and it needs protections. The Sex Trade needs to be destroyed forever.

“As soon as they cut the cord, we’re all raised on porn”