I turned on the radio this morning to get the weather, and what I got instead was plastic surgery propaganda. Apparently, there is a hot new trend in negative self-image that is sweeping the nation. And just in time for summer, season of short skirts and bathing suits and a nagging sense of inadequacy among American females over the age of 9.
"Kneenkles" Meaning knee wrinkles. An (evidently) devastating phenomenon that can only be treated with surgery. Knee lifts are the new Botox. For those of us who can't afford to go under the knife, we're left with no choice but to cover our horribly disfigured bodies with long skirts and pants. Lest we reveal our humanity.
We live in a culture in which capitalism trumps ethical integrity. In which people will defend the sanctity of marriage by condemning homosexuals, defend the sanctity of life by harassing desperate women going to and from clinics, and yet have no respect -- not even hypocritical respect -- for the spiritual quality of human life.
Do we really need more reasons to hate ourselves? If it sells more wrinkle cream or lines the pockets of more plastic surgeons, then damn right we do. Self-loathing sells. And isn't that what really matters?
Well, that, and physical perfection.
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