Sunday , June 13, 2010
Beatles Photo of the Week: Just Loungin'
LJ: The other night, I got dragged into participating in a really brutal debate about "what [I] would do if I caught [my] [hypothetical] boyfriend looking at pornography." My highly unpopular stance on the matter was that I wouldn't care, because a) I doubt any dude I would date would be into looking at, like, slutty pictures of Megan Fox, more like he'd think Maria Schneider was a babe in Last Tango in Paris, which I respect, and b) every human being is entitled to a dude or babe beauty and/or sexiness ideal, which they should indulge. Because if you don't (indulge it), you run the risk of making an actual real-life person into your dude or babe beauty/sexiness ideal, which will in turn create a disastrous power imbalance in your relationship, and those things are tragedies. I know it because I've lived it, and it felt sort of like my life exploded into the lyrics of "Can I Get A..." by Jay-Z, and I was all "If we couldn't see the sun risin' off the shore of Thailand, would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?" only more about haircuts and blogging. Anyway, my greater point here is that looking at this picture of George Harrison is my equivalent of beating off to Maxim, only tons less gross. In real life, no dude doing nothing, ever, could even begin to come close to the uncompromising perfection of THE GUITAR PLAYER FROM THE BEATLES loungin' on a divan, wearin' striped trousers, chillin' out and readin' a book. I can't tell what book George Harrison is actually reading, but it doesn't matter, and such is the beauty of fantasy. George Harrison is reading whatever book I want George Harrison to be reading. George Harrison is reading MY book. MY book, by ME.
LIZ: Awww, I can't believe LJ didn't say anything about the bulge in George's pants! Maybe she didn't notice. Or maybe it's not a bulge at all, but rather an illusion of bulginess created by the stripes of George's amazing trousers. Or, maybe there's not even the illusion, and I'm just the most adorably creepy lech in all the land. (I prefer this option, actually.)
And yes: I hugely agree with Laura's thoughts on the potential disastrousness in making an actual real-life person into your dude or babe beauty/sexiness ideal. It reminds me of a few sentences from Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides, which go like this: Maybe the best proof that language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic traincar constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." Once upon a time, I experienced the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy - and it was indeed quite the disaster, and I despaired much and then quoted that beautiful Jeffrey Eugenides bit in a book that's a best-seller in at least six imaginary countries. (Sadly, it's now out of print.)
And, yes: I also agree that George looks like sex on a platter, a golden platter engraved with teardrops and garnished with the petals of a rose that looks like a rainbow. "The only dude in the world who can make a mustache foxy as foxes," is what we all call him.
Most importantly of all things ever, I agree about which book George is reading. It's George's favorite book!
Tags: Barker loves the Beatles, books, foxes, George Harrison, idealism, Jay-Z, Jeffrey Eugenides, Laura loves the Beatles, Megan Fox, pornography, roses that look like rainbows
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I'm 100% sure he's reading a book about Bob Dylan
SHATTERING YR ILLUSIONS SINCE 2010
By Rebecca on January 31, 2010 3:01 PM
What a perfect metaphor for my earthly existence. I was so caught up in the fantasy of it all, I forgot to look at his actual trouser bulge.
STOP FORGETTING TO LOOK AT LIFE'S ACTUAL TROUSER BULGE, LAURA JANE
By Laura
on January 31, 2010 3:53 PM
He is most definitely reading the book that was released in conjunction with Bob Dylan's 'Don't Look Back' film - I recognize it as the same one that is sitting on my bookshelf at this very moment.
By Michael Fortes on February 1, 2010 10:08 AM
I don't know guys. I'm still pretty sure he's reading MY book
By Laura
on February 1, 2010 1:06 PM
for the longest time i thought rebecca meant that the title of the book was "SHATTERING YR ILLUSIONS SINCE 2010" and i was like "whoa. weird!"
By Liz
on February 1, 2010 1:54 PM
Free style.
By china visa service on February 2, 2010 3:04 AM