A product/art project, commented on by Anne-Marie Slaughter:
I did not want to open it. It appears that I shy away from violence even as a smell: sweat, body odor, the dankness and rankness of gyms and locker rooms, the certainty that it will make me wrinkle my nose like a packed summer subway or a urine-soaked stairwell. The thought of a smell wrung from the sweat-soaked t-shirts of cage fighters creates a ripple of distaste and even fear at the imminent prospect of inhaling, a sensory reaction before the sense in question is even engaged.She shies away from violence, this lady named Slaughter. Yet she promotes a twee art project that taps the allure of violence.
Isn't "taps" so the right word there?
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Why doesn't she just tattoo "I plan to be a victim" on her forehead?
What a bunch of bull leavings. Nowhere does she exercise her sense of smell.
"The smell seems to hit me even before I uncap it—old socks?" a smell before uncapping is imaginary - nor to be believed.
"it summons images of stags or musk oxen or elk fighting—horns locking, hoofs pawing, the raw pushing of strength against strength." Now she is smelling with her eyes, already?
"So perhaps the violence here is the transformation of the individuality of all men into the hormones that define them as male; the testosterone that creates the characteristics we identify with men rather than women." Now she is smelling through her ovaries. She obviously likes rough sex.
How about the smell of "no respect, no respect at all."
Isn't "taps" so the right word there?
Smell the Glove: "It's such a fine line between stupid and clever."
You can't have "Slaughter" without L-A-U-G-H-T-E-R!
They think cage fighting is violent?Maybe they should try the wonderful fragrance of burned pork.Preferably with a rifle in hand.WEt socks is PLAY.
They think cage fighting is violent?Maybe they should try the wonderful fragrance of burned pork.Preferably with a rifle in hand.WEt socks is PLAY.
Jason--LOL!!!
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