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Just Say No To Happy Endings...

Usually I like to do the whole "thought provoking approach" when it comes to my blog entries but today, today is nitty gritty, down and dirty day.

So Julia Roberts has another film out... I think its called Eat Pray Love (what kind of title is this?). Anyhow, the scenario is that a woman gets divorced, goes out and lives life. From what I hear, at the end of the movie she finds Mr. Right.
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WHY?

Why does this woman's happy ending have to include her finding a man? Are there not any happy women out there without men? Why do so many movies end with women finding men and then feeling "complete". It sends my inner feminist on a rampage. I know lots of women who were and are quite happy being single.

This makes me so annoyed. I want to boycott the movie but I won't just becuase I feel it deserves to be subjected to my own interpretation rather than my ranting on account of someone else's. So help me, if this movie ends with her finding some guy to sweep her off her feet I am going to heckle right there in the theater. Its enough that Robert's break out film was a comedy-romance about a hooker with a heart of gold getting swept of her feet by a rich guy who looks past the fact that she is a woman with an employable vagina. (Oh but lets set aside her profession... she is a good person.. she has nothing to do with the fact that she charges men to engage in sex with her. Her vagina gets its own 1099, she has nothing to do with it, really! )

Puh-leeze. Save the fantasies for someone who likes to eat up lies. Oh, I forgot...thats most people.

Stay conscious.

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