This song Blurred Lines has been getting lots of airplay lately and I gotta tell you I’ve been really digging the song. You know, just bopping along to the beat, learning the lyrics. Tonight I decided to Shazam it and see who was singing it and had to double check my phone when Robin Thicke came up. ‘Scuse me? Robin Thicke, as in, spawn of Alan Thicke? Doesn’t he sing lounge music or something?
Obviously, this has to be my song of the day if only because I’m loving the song AND it’s got the whole Alan Thicke connection going on. But wait……this story doesn’t get happy. In fact, if I thought the last video I posted for Beautiful was bad, then this video is just beyond anything I could have imagined and is why the internet is so messed up. When searching Blurred Lines the first video to pop up was this version. I debated about posting it but I really want your opinion on this. It is so degrading to women I just have no words.
Here is the “clean” version of the video that still manages to objectify women, just with slightly more clothing involved.
Just in the interest of piecing it all together, I decided to go look at the lyrics and figure out the parts I couldn’t quite make the words out to.
Exhibit A: What do we need steam for, You the hottest bitch in this place
Exhibit B: Lemme be the one you back that ass up to
From Malibu to Paris boo
Had a bitch, but she ain’t bad as you
So, hit me up when you pass through
I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Exhibit C: Pull a Pharcyde bitch, you’re passin’ me by
Nothin’ like your last guy, he too square for you
He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair for you
So I’m just watchin’ and waitin’
For you to salute the truly pimpin’
Not many women can refuse this pimpin’
I’m a nice guy, but don’t get confused, you git’n it!
So, it appears that Alan Thicke, famed TV dad of Kirk Cameron on Growing Pains, raised a misogynist. Awesome.
So, I’m going to get all Tipper Gore on you here. This is exactly the kind of shit, and there’s really no other word for it, that makes me fear for my daughters. The message this sends to young people is simply twisted. Blurred lines indeed.
Just to balance this whole thing out, I offer up the trailer of Miss Representation as a small reminder that we can’t let this stuff slide. Our daughters and sons deserve better than this tripe the media feeds them, because this video wasn’t made with me, the 43 year old mother in mind. Nope, it was made for teens and tweens, your kids, the consumers of this message. Readily available under a “safe search” on Google.