Friday, June 15, 2012

Who Isn't Perfect?

by Dick Mac

I have always been a critic of elective plastic surgery.

Yes, I know that all plastic surgery is technically 'elective' -- that we choose to have reconstructive surgery to address deformities and injuries.  There is no law or scientific model that proves that we must choose reconstructive surgery.

That is totally not my point and I am so tired of the tedium that is the semantic blather about the word "elective."

What I mean by elective plastic surgery, and what the vast majority of English-speaking people capable of making a sentence mean, is decorative plastic surgery.  Changing the shape of my nose or my tits or my chin.  You know, elective plastic surgery driven solely by vanity with no actual deformity or medical issue to be addressed.

So, let's not have a dialog that is about a man with a hideous scar on his face choosing plastic surgery.  Of course he is choosing it; but, that is exactly the proper reason for plastic surgery:  to address a deformity (an actual deformity) that has occurred naturally or by way of a trauma.

Today I am talking about Joan Rivers, not conjoined twins.

The notion of elective reconstructive plastic surgery has always disturbed me.

What is in the soul (OK, the mind, for those uncomfortable with discussing the soul) of a man who looks at himself in the mirror and concludes that changing the shape of his chin is the next right thing to do in his life, even though his chin looks exactly like his grandfather's and is a perfectly perfect chin.  It is his chin.  What is it in the soul, or the mind, or the human condition that leads someone to that inner dialog?

In simple terms it is vanity, of course; but, that hardly sheds light on the entire issue.

How much of it is based on messages we've gotten from television/Hollywood, and how much of it is rooted in good thinking?

When a person who condemns a woman for choosing abortion then chooses elective plastic surgery, which of those people is spiritually sick?

Of course, none of this is black and white; but I rarely hear any discussion about the negative dynamics of plastic surgery.   What kind of person chooses to change their face?  Or tits?  Although few of us are so spiritually and mentally fit that we can look at our reflection and say:  I love everything about the way I look; there is something frightening about the person who concludes that they should change those things.

When a woman chooses abortion, she is usually a person in crisis.

When a woman chooses plastic surgery, she is usually not in a crisis.

A woman who chooses to terminate a pregnancy is making a very difficult decision, that usually includes thoughts of financial security (housing, food, clothes), future possibilities for security, the quality of her relationship with the father, etc.  The choice has to be painful and difficult.  A woman in that crisis needs love and support.  She needs to be comforted and supported, not condemned.

Although there is spiritual pain for this woman, there is not necessarily spiritual sickness.

What is the spiritual (OK, mental, psychological, emotional) condition of a person who is seeking to look different?  I would say this is a person who needs help.  And by that I mean that a person who chooses to alter their looks for vanity is a much sicker person thatn a person who chooses to terminate a pregnancy.

I would like the "christians" to start harping-on-and-on about plastic surgery, because I've had it up to HERE with their fucking blather-on about abortion

If you don't believe in abortion then don't have one; just leave everyone else alone.  And go get a boob job, you shallow slut!

You're Not Perfect And That's Okay

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