Tuesday, April 21, 2009


I'm writing a paper on media mainstream values toward teenage girls. It got me thinking about Lolita. I saw both movie versions and, although they are very different from each other, they are both that keyhole through which we can see the disturbing openness into the mind of a romanticized pedophile.

This only confirms what I already know: I'm not having children. And if I do, they better have something dangling between their legs because I'm not raising girls. No sir, I don't want to have a bunch of lolitas running around my house.

Because I might forget that Lolita was the victim.

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