BUST, dec/jan 2017

Instead of complaining all the time (there’s enough of it in the world), we’ve decided to celebrate this season’s issue of Bust magazine, which features Rose McGowan.

Straight up, Rose wants to “shatter the patriarchy.” What an irresistible tagline. So we open to the article [pg 39 of 96] written by Amber Tamblyn, a friend of Rose, and read the headline: “Known for years as a movie star, Rose McGowan has recently taken on a new role: feminist troublemaker.”

The word “role” is being adapted from its use in Hollywood to imply activism. We can think of “feminist troublemaker” as an act, a role, an identity that can be played out, which makes it by nature accessible and alluring to any young feminist or troublemaker looking to fuse the two. It’s a thing to be a troublemaker. To be a feminist troublemaker is a position we don’t often see in movies, which is why Rose McGowan fills it so well. She’s been on both sides of the fence, quiet and vocal, and is one of the few who can “open up about Hollywood’s ‘macho crap'” because she’s been a lucky recipient during her acting career.

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We’ll bet that posing for this cover shoot, and countless more like it, wasn’t fun. What do you think?

OK, so there are a lot of sexy photos of Rose McGowan on Google, photos that are obviously products of the machismo Rose now seeks to destroy. We can’t blame a young woman for revolting when she has built her livelihood on conforming (actually, we love it). Nor can we blame a young woman for falling into a role she despises while she was just trying to be herself. “There was never a moment when I did not think that was I was doing was beneath me,” Rose says. “I was perceived as this strange version of a movie star who wasn’t playing the role. Nobody would listen to me.” She explains having episodes of disassociation on set, not mindfully inhabiting her body, just to play the role.

Rose McGowan is a person (!) and this article establishes that with Q&A format, staying on topic, and not censoring her language (yes, every human has a right to a dirty mouth). Like in last month’s GQ, where male features’ cussing was printed, in Bust, it too all comes out. When Tamblyn says, “There’s this sense that people, especially men, love to tell women like you that they need to be less angry and more happy,” Rose responds: “They can shut the fuck up…They have not done what it takes to be me.”

And the crowd goes wild.

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Is she empowered or sad?

We need more people in the public eye, people like Rose McGowan, to embody an unfiltered version of themselves that rejects the filters of mass media. Amen to the straight-forward, untainted messages that resound in the oppressed and echo back to the oppressors. Amen to those with high visibility making opportunities to galvanize the less seen and fight. Amen to the freedom of expression, and shouting when you’ve had enough of not having it.★

 

 

 

 

The Cost Extreme Individualism Has On the Human Condition

In Western culture, we cling to the individualization of the self, and easily fall into the trap of viewing ourselves as separate and complete entities from the rest of the world, our associates, our friends and families.  However, we are not complete without realizing our interconnectedness to these other selves.

Individualism to the extreme becomes disconnected autonomy, an illusion of the self as independent not only from other beings but also the will of Chance/Fate/The Universe/God. Extreme individualism breeds contempt for other beings.  When people get in the way of our idealistic vision or disrupt our polluted autonomy, we seek to alter or eradicate them.

As long as we view ourselves as self-contained vehicles for gain of material wealth, our perception of the self as united with all selves is numbed.  All beings must coexist, so must all selves.  We must give selflessly to be selfless, to be full.

Ego is like a magnet that attracts material. It has no foundation upon which it can realize itself.  That is why the richest man or woman on the mountain, surrounded by possessions, even people, is unhappy.  She does not know who she is.

That it because her identity is comprised of objects, including people, her attachment to which is simultaneously gratifying and miserable.  The process of self-knowledge is one of discovery, experiencing everything as it is, without attachment to the people, places and things that claim to be everything.

⭐ be wary of what claims to be all ⭐