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I Want To Be A Slut When I Grow Up

You may get mad. Deal with it.

By Alexandra GrantPublished about 2 hours ago 9 min read
I Want To Be A Slut When I Grow Up
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What are we doing? Is anyone paying attention or are they too busy being self absorbed? We are raising a generation of ignorant, useless, lazy, slut bags.

We have become a completely self absorbed society, whose only interest is in having more for themselves. I don’t know at what point the decline started, or how it got this bad but I have my suspicions. But first let’s do a little time travel.

The struggle: no voice, no respect, no rights. Women were second class citizens for generations. We were considered lacking intelligence beyond the home, and we were thought to not have enough conceptualization of society, to be trusted in having serious responsibilities. We were playthings for men, and decorations for them to parade around.

I know that is a simplistic description, and there were pockets of men that did not think that way, or treat us that way, but it was acceptable practice, back in the day, to keep us seen and not heard. The mentality was that there was nothing of value for us to say generally speaking.

The fight: Women of courage, fought for years for women to have not just right to vote and be a heard, but for the respect to be heard in the first place. They underwent persecution and in some cases physical pain and abuse, to get us there, and advance women in our culture and nation. Many women in this world of ours, still do not have rights and freedoms. Many. And we do. With having, comes responsibility and guarding the gates for others.

These women that did tis for generations forward, were honorable and visionary. Strong independent thinkers, with a cause they found worthy of suffering for.

Fast forward to the fifties. We had the voting rights and even were not looked at as dumb any longer, but we still were good little girls that needed to be homemakers and dress pretty for cocktail hour.

The sixties and seventies brought the, oh so grand, liberation (touched on here) movement and free love (to be contemplated at a different time). While needed and good in part, it was also not so good. It basically turned into a frantic push to be militant in our pursuits in life. Me, me, me first, I am woman. It made being happy, to stay at home mother and wife, shameful, or at times, seem criminal, if we did not chase careers first and foremost. It was all about us and screw men. I still get snide looks when I say I left the workforce and a good career to stay home and raise my son. I get looks because I am perfectly happy and fulfilled being a stay home mom and wife. No shame. So, here is the deal. It made some things worse too.

Women joined the workforce in droves. I don’t argue that that has been and is a great thing, because it is. It definitely brings humanity and balance into a male dominated world. Balance is always needed and beneficial. But the caveat there is that there is a price for that, and it is in decreased wages.

Women did not have to get paid as much as men, and so now men with stay at home wives, could not support the family alone. The woman now had to work. Not just as a choice, but as a necessity. The cost of life always increases and never decreases, and today, it is almost unheard of for a family to not have two working parents, in the home. And here so, begins the decline of the family unit and the family in general.

With no one at home to guide them, kids are prone to go off the deep end. They see that the priority in life is money. Money for the big house, the new cars, the multitudes of electronics, and class. They saw, wanted and laser focused on themselves and getting more, spending more, impressing more. You, we as parents are teaching them that. It is not a new pattern. It is as old as the hills, but it has escalated, in my lifetime alone, to unprecedented levels.

Two people working, making money, and now the cost of just about everything went up. I mean why not, they have two incomes, right? But is no one noticing what we are creating? Our children are self absorbed, self conscious in unhealthy ways, dysphoric in any way possible, and are looking for the easiest and fasted road to riches. All so they can have a bigger house, more money to impress and live lifestyles that they perceive as greener grass. The issue here is that you find the greener grass, and it becomes less green when you are used to it, so you constantly have to chase the more lush and greener pasture.

No one teaches these kids, contentment, or what it should look like. Maybe none of you are content to begin with. No one is handing down morals, so there are none. And yes we were raised with them, morals. Our parents had some and their parents before them had them, maybe even more so.

This generation of kids is being raised by social media and celebrity images, that are far less honorable than they could be. Hollywood, a degenerate and vulgar prostitution of decorum, are having more influence on our offspring than we are. How is that progress?

We have a generation of young ladies, under the protection of women’s liberation, prostituting themselves on the internet daily, and in unprecedented numbers. Is ‘I want to be a slut when I grow up” a goal to be proud of? I can hardly get on anything social media without a half naked young woman posting stupid questions, to gain the attention of men who will foam at the mouth with the chance that they will see less clothing and more skin. Is this what women fought for?

Did we gain all these inalienable and precious rights, the respect to be who we wanted to be, to have value beyond, the kitchen and bedroom, so we could slut ourselves out for men to salivate over? How on earth does that make sense? We fought to not be treated as objects for men, and men’s pleasure, so we could become objects for men and men’s pleasure. What did we teach our young women? That is not liberation. It’s hypocrisy.

Look, we have what they used to call feminine whiles. We have assets that get us into male doors, because their little brain overpowers, their big brain, but why do we have to make ourselves objects for pleasure. We are debasing our currency as women of intellectual strength, to women of tits and ass. If you have it flaunt it mentality is not helping our cause.

The women I see every day debasing themselves online, are solely focused on themselves. They want to make easy money. I get it. It’s easy to make money from horny men. I get that too. But come on, why does this not bother anyone? If I had had a girl, I sure would not have taught her those kinds of morals. I would not have told her, “look, you see what that family of women did and do to stay famous? Do as they do. Make a sex tape and slap it online, show your body in barely anything and chase the dream of celebrity. That is all you’re good for I still get snide looks when I say I left the workforce and a good career to stay home and raise my son. .”

I see, all the time, interviews with young adults, men and women, that can’t tell you the name of the first president, the movement that began the freedom to vote, or anything remotely intelligent in science, current events, or world events, but they sure know who the hell a Kardashian is screwing this week. They can name every actor in a movie, and tell you where they are. But don’t ask them the capital of said actor’s location, or even their own. They have no clue.

They don’t want to work hard. They want easy. They want fast. They want instant fame, power, income and so on. They have no desire for anything grander in life, than materialism and recognition. And why should they not want to be recognized, when they have all been ignored at home, in their formative years? Forget Romeo and Juliet. This is a tragedy. Oh, and the fact that they probably, don’t even know who Shakespeare is, is further indicative of how far we are sinking.

In fact, America as a whole, has been on the decline intellectually for years, when compared to other nations. I hope we are proud of that. Because to me that is a crying shame.

This generation has no respect. I hear from employers, that they don’t want to work, they no call no show, more than they work, and that their work ethics are sub par, but want to be paid like the CEO for it. I hope we are proud of that, but really, there is nothing to be proud of there.

Look, I want to be perfectly clear here. I am not against women’s liberation, or women’s suffrage. I am not against women in the workplace. I am not against my own sex in any way. And I am also not against men. They too should be valued and respected. But neither sex is getting guidance. They are free spooling and whatever they get to stick, sticks.

Morals are taught, integrity is demonstrated, honor is gained through hard work and respect for yourself, and ethics do not fall out of the sky, or come from a Kardashian. These are our job to teach our young. Ours. Parents.

We want respectful men, teach them to be. Teach them the women are not objects for their pleasure, but companions and intelligent people to share lives with. Teach them what honoring them is, by demonstrating it at home.

We want respectful and honorable women, teach them they have value as more than pornographic material. Teach them how hard we fought for respect and to not be objectified. Teach the that prostituting themselves, is them objectifying themselves and women in general.

I have a twenty year old son. I asked him what he thought of these beautiful women online who post themselves in little clothing for attention. His response was not kind. He said he would never want to be with someone like that, who thought so little of themselves that they had to make money off of their bodies. Yes, a twenty year old man said that. One that I can say I am proud of, in the way he treats women. I still get snide looks when I say I left the workforce and a good career to stay home and raise my son, but I raised a man, not a boy. And all we are getting out of the current generations are boys. Immature and lackluster, at best.

It takes a village to raise a child. I don’t think anyone takes much stock in the phrase, or understands the meaning, if they have ever contemplated it at all. It means that we all have an important role in life. The rearing of a child to competency, honor and integrity, is our job as parents. Teaching respect and a strong work ethic is vital. Helping them understand that beauty and youth wont last, but intelligence and hard work are immeasurably important. Help them understand that value and worth has to start by considering themselves more valuable and worthy than to sell their bodies for likes and monetization of a social media platform.

Let me say this in addition to parents. When you are leaving this earth, what will you take more pride in; a successful career and crap children, you barely know, or children that have grown into successful and conscientious men and women with integrity. You will never lie in your death bed and say to yourself, I should have worked more, or had more. You will however, say that if you choose money over substance, and that of the substance that leaves something of value in the world, with your name attached to it.

As for the young women online asking if you look good as a redhead, while showing your hair in a thong and high heels, get real. Who the hell cares? Stop objectifying yourselves and all women. Stop taking us backward and not forward. And don’t even begin to point the finger at men for objectifying us, when you are the ones doing that to us to begin with, all on your own.

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About the Creator

Alexandra Grant

Wife, mother of one son, living in Kansas. An amateur artist and writer of poetry and prose. Follow me on Instagram, Tiktok, X, Telegram, lemon8, Facebook , https://patreon.com/AlexandraGrant639, https://substack.com/@alexandragrant273684

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