They are usually sexually and physically degrading on their face. Those messages are also insidious and overt “status” symbolism for the men rapping. Oh, I know what you’re thinking: Penny, what about all the rap songs about “hoes,” “bitches,” “sluts,” etc.? For some reason, it feels particularly heinous- a subtle form of narcissistic misogyny that instructs girls and women that they are tools or pawns to the ego of the man singing: If she knows her role, knows her place and remains subservient and responds to his every whim, she will be granted the ultimate reward- a ring. I often find myself tapping my thumbs on my steering wheel while listening to it on the radio.īut then I pause to consider the message. If you see a middle-aged couple with or without their kids with them, holding hands and acting like teenagers or even young kids in Tokyo browsing the shops, its us.Cheerleader. Your love may be plastic, but mine is beautiful thanks to this song. We're married in our 40's now, and we've taken walks through multiple cities together across the world and we always stop someplace that has noodles and play this song on our phone. 5 months later, she was at my door in America, with her hand out to me when I opened the door. I would send her letters, and she would send letters back. We became close friends, but my parents took a job to America when we were 13, so I had to leave her, both of us in tears and snot. I finally got her name a few months later - Mitsuki. She never gave me her name, but told me a day to always meet her to hold hands and walk or picnic. This song was playing on the radio where we stopped to have ramen together.
I had just stepped out of a book store, and a pretty girl the same age shyly held out her hand to me and asked me if I wanted to walk around with her. 1d 10.9K 187 JK 1 month ago (edited) I remember growing up in Japan when I was 10.
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