Q. Why would Everett True delete the following on his site, then ban the author?
A. Because according to him, I’m an “un-PC, chauvinist objectifying women”.
Confused? Then read on.
King of the controversial/contrary statement The ‘Legend’ Jerry Thackray introduced Kurt to Courtney and has continued to ruin music ever since. In the last few days, I had the audacity to post several impassioned comments on his COLLAPSE-BOARD’s recent piece on the universally suspect, inherently contentious Lana Del Rey. This resulted in my being censured, and banned from the site. I’ve posted a link to the article, as well as picked-out all relevant posts by-and to-myself so you can decide for yourself whether this was warranted.
The Crux of the article is that ‘Video Games’ is a good piece of song writing, and that the question as to whether her lips are real is irrelevant.
My girlfriend wrote a comment at the same time as I was writing the above. It was swiftly deleted by Everett True (as referred to in the final screen cap) but the text was backed up and is published below:
As the obviously long-suffering “her in doors” to the Andy Capp that is apparently Chester Whelks, I’d like to stick my kitchen ladle into this character assassination of him.
There’s no wolves dressed as Naomi here. Chet stands up for women getting the fuck on with their lives, instead of repressing themselves aesthetically (and in turn, emotionally, fiscally and occupationally) for the sake of pleasing anyone other than themselves.
The trout-pout has wafted the fiery flames within his soul. I’m sure we’re all agreed that LDR was an innately attractive woman before she decided to sell-out her own FACE to the music industry and, well, The Beauty Myth.
Her music should be taken purely on artistic merit, and if you like what LDR is saying with her lyricism, then great. She didn’t just stumble upon music, we all know she was a performer under her original name of Lizzy Grant for many years before the “make-over” that has spawned Lana Del Rey.
Why was it necessary to transform her original form into something that is obviously fake? When I question authenticity, I ask myself if the product I’m receiving is without pretension. Is the artist really trying to convey something honest to me? Maybe I’m just a big dirty hippy, but I’d like my lilies pure and sans the gilding.
Take someone like Kimya Dawson: she doesn’t give a flying fuck about her appearance in relation to what is expected of her.
She’s human, as am I (and believe it or not, Chester) so I’m taking a guess that she’s had the odd moment of self-doubt, but her outlook is that as a woman, it’s what you achieve in life that matters, not what you look like.
When yr dead your corpse ain’t gonna get any prettier.
LDR’s lips, her make-over, her name change for fuck’s sake, all smack (no pun intended) of industry and media pressure to me. It’s just a shame she couldn’t have stayed Lizzy Grant and sang about being a sex-puppet spare-wheel to her boyfriend’s past-times.
As a side note, I don’t know any men who like the ‘Video Games’ track, which is interesting. I do know a lot of women whom really enjoy it, and do you know what they say to me to convince me to enjoy it, too?
“It’s such a lovely and romantic song, though!”
I get it. The first time I heard the track I thought “Geeze, what a schmuck. Fuck putting on his favourite sun dress. Fuck this dick sitting around scratching is testicles with one hand, beer in the other watching me get undressed. And he can get the fuck off the console and let me play my video games thank you very much.”
Chester and I also enjoy me wearing make-up when the mood takes me, wearing clothes I feel beautiful and comfortable in, and as this seems to be important for some fucking reason, oral sex. What a fucking revelation.
I think some of you are not quite understanding his point.
Last thing, I can quite empathise that Zappa might not be to everyone’s tastes, but slandering a man who caused such a stir at a time when everyone was too willing to sucker up to the status quo (much like now) is just infantile. This conversation has nothing to do with Zappa.
But, like I said, each to their own as far as Zappa is concerned, but to dismiss Bill Hicks makes you either completely thick or soulless. (or contrary for the sake of making an impact, you decide).
True deleted the above post, and thumbed his nose at us, before swiftly removing it, and my final comment depicted in the last screen cap.
I then attempted to reason with the Indie Rock despot, but I’m guessing by this point I was banned, and it was subsequently lost:
Sorry, I didn’t get the memo that it was un-P.C to champion un-customised woman.
Oh, and that deleted comment my girlfriend posted? Well, I thought it a little reminiscent of my point, but I don’t tell my ‘woman’ what to do.
You might want to re-evaluate your opinion of women & look her up.
She wrote that comment of her own volition and you’re supressing the free-speech of a woman who (it’s crazy, I know) shares a similar view on the subject as I, as well as an I.P address.
You’re completely insane Everett. How in the fuck am I objectifying women by arguing against their objectification?! The only sexist here is you for believing that a woman might objectify to body-modification that cow-tows to the male ideal of it.
That it’s come to this, Jesus. If you’re not feeling up-to debating me Everett, because I’m fervent and unrelenting, meet me with a wall of silence, you’ve surely got better to do, but Censorship?
Irrespective of how you think I went about making my point – I know my vernacular can rub people-up the wrong way – I find it astonishing that a supposedly educated, and I’m guessing ‘liberal’ man can live with himself supressing freedom of speech which, whatever way you look at it is criticising the subjugation of women to a cosmetically-enhanced ideal that panders to men’s sexual fantasies. To say that I am a mysoginist, objectifying women is…fantasy.