Acceptable Tastes
In 1967, A company named Star-Kist was marketing canned tuna using a cartoon tuna fish named Charlie, with haughty pretentions to elevated cultural tastes. Charlie aspired to be accepted into the Star-Kist brand. However, his tuna colleague told him: “Sorry Charlie, Star-Kist doesn’t want tuna with good taste, they want tuna that tastes good”.
American Eagle should steal this sentiment during their present jean marketing campaign with Sydney Sweeney. As most know, Sweeney’s installation as the new poster gal for American Eagle has sparked another manufactured outrage in the perpetually offended community by daring to invoke an attractive blue eyed blonde girl as their brand representative. Apparently, this has Nazi connotations. Of course, it doesn’t help that her initials are SS.
As we know, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but over the past 10 years, we have been coerced to not believe our own lyin’ eyes but rather to defer to those with more refined sensibilities to tell us what beauty is. Thus, the standard of beauty in women was a matter of ticking the boxes of socially acceptable traits rather than of being a spontaneous visceral response. It was a pretty audacious marketing excercise, to make ugly the new norm of beauty.
Thus, there were gigantic billboards in New York City with even more gigantic models advertising lingerie as if to convince people that blob was the new chic. Even Victoria’s Secret, the lingerie brand known for their comely models began to have ads that could have been created by National Wildebeest. Clearly these companies are unclear as to their target audience. Some advice for women out there: men prefer whoopee the verb; not the noun.
But it’s not just physical beauty. The gas lighting of the public extends into virtually all domains of modern life. Kamala Harris was presented as a keen intellectual and her word salad speeches were exalted as brilliant rhetoric. Before her, Barack Obama’s speeches were considered stuff to be put on stone tablets. The screeching bile from the hosts of The View and the recently terminated Colbert Show was lauded as high wit.
The natural appreciation of beauty in all forms is of course a subjective thing. Only the very weak minded can be convinced that what they observe and which resonates at an animal level is not acceptable…that they need validation of their own senses. Women are their own worst enemies. Even in such obvious cases as beauty contests, they allow transgender males to compete and in at least one case, win. Thus, men are better at being women….than women? The art world has been enormously effective at this for generations. The unwashed are convinced to believe that appreciation of high art is synonymous with high intelligence when really, it’s massive gas-lighting for the weak minded. A glaring example of this were two ‘works of art’ which hung in Canada’s national gallery in 1962. Here’s how the media describes one of them, entitled No.1, White and Red:
“….A famous red and white painting displayed in a Canadian museum is No. 1, White and Red by Mark Rothko. This artwork, created in 1962, is part of the collection at the Art Gallery of Ontario. The painting measures 259.1 x 228.6 cm and is noted for its use of color and light, which has been described as transcendent and capable of transporting viewers into another space…”
To be clear, it was literally a red and white stripe on a canvas. Not to be outdone another two color piece was also acclaimed as being high art:
“…Another notable red and white painting is Voice of Fire by Barnett Newman, which is displayed at the National Gallery of Canada. This large-scale acrylic on canvas painting, measuring 540 cm × 240 cm, was commissioned for Expo 67 and has been valued at over $40 million. While Voice of Fire is not strictly red and white, it is a significant work of art in Canada…”
This piece was breathtakingly daring in its use of blue and red instead of just white and red. Clearly if you didn’t appreciate the brilliant nuances of these bi-chromatic works, you were less evolved.
As stated earlier, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and there’s a lid for every pot. It becomes preposterous only when people are convinced that their own sense of what’s attractive should be supplanted by the flawed choices of others and are thus normalized. Don’t be Charlie.