It is pretty boring being confined to my apartment. For the past 7 days I have done nothing buy lay around waiting for my leg to be better. For me this is like the kiss of death. I am the kind of person who is moving all the time. Most of the day I am laying around with bags of frozen peas decorating the leg in question.
I was thrilled when I could actually come into the kitchen to use my computer. A link to the outside world. I guess once a geek always a geek. I was able to update this blog and I am now working on redoing my website. I would prefer to be at the gym, walking Roxie, or dancing.
I asked my housekeeper to get me a bunch of magazines. I figured Gente and Cara would be good to start with. They are local rags that are Argentine versions of the National Enquirer, Hollywood Reporter, and People magazine rolled into one. I try to read things written here in the Cap. Fed. because it uses the local slang. I figure it is the best way for me to keep learning the language.
I never took these magazines seriously. I would look through them at my dentist's office; pictures of the rich and famous of Buenos Aires. Susana Gimenez and all her bad plastic surgery, the ultimate wedding of the week, and the perfect baby of the month. Today I had a chance to really look at these magazines.
¡Dios Mio! Do women here really think this way? Being an independent California woman, it is hard for me to imagine any American actress or model talking the way these Argentine airheads do. That is not to say that we Americans do not have our share of airheads, but I cannot imagine their press agents allowing them to talk in the manner that these women do.
The magazine is full of 20 and 30 somethings who want only to devote their lives to some man. They see the fullfilment of life as being married to some guy and having his kid. They extol the virtues of being that very special woman and having his kid. It is enough to make you puke backwards.
Then you get the ones who have found that "very special man." With their over-augmented lips and boobs, they stare at the camera with vacant eyes proclaiming love for this guy. The guy is usually 15 to 20 years older. Most times he is with solar tan and plastic surgery...the California natural look does not exist on these pages.
The worst are the ones that have had the kid with the "very special man." They are now willing to give up the career as a super model or actress to be the ultimate wife. One little darling proclaimed that motherhood was the ultimate role, and no other would be able to compete. God, bring on Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, at least there is a modicum of intelligence with those two. Even Jennifer Lopez sounds almost intellectual in comparison.
Once you finish reading about Susana Gimenez's latest plastic surgery and diet you are left with the old rich geezers who marry women half their age. Not that this is a bad thing, but who cares? The part that gets me is when these 62 year old old farts have a kid with them. I can't imagine one of those old guys touching me, let alone having his kid...I don't care how much money or social status he has. I would never be that desperate.
When I was talking to my friends Ellen and Rick, they laughed. They brought up Julia Roberts and her claims of fulfillment of motherhood. My response was, yes, American actresses and models do say the same things, but not in the same way. Their press agents would never allow it.You might hear an American actress say something like "I would love to get married and have a family some day." You would never hear them say "My biggest role will be to find the man I love and to give him a family." (GAGGG!!!)
Personally I find it offensive to read how some dumb bimbo's biggest challenge in life is trying to figure out which herbal tea to have for breakfast. Then her big macho stupid boyfriend comes in and tells her which one to have. Adoringly she tells the reporter how wonderful Mr. Macho is for taking such good care of her.
I know, I don´t have to read these magazines. For the most part I do not. In the U.S. I would never read People or Cosmo unless I was at the haircutters or the line at Safeway was too long. Those magazines are intellectual hotbeds compared to Cara or Gente.
Beyond that, what kind of message does this send to people that live in this kind of society? It certainly reminds women of what their actual value is. When you see all the Argentine women who are doctors, dentists, lawyers, and businesswomen, you have to wonder why and how they accept this kind of crap.