This might seem like nitpicking, or just jealous whining and complaining… but let me assure you it is neither. I just noticed something this week through Facebook, a place where my diverse friends help me keep my fingers on the pulse of the world. It’s something of a double standard. It involves this new movie called Magic Mike.
Magic Mike hits the theaters in about 48 hours. A film directed by Steven Soderbergh starring Channing Tatum, Alex Pettyfer, Matthew McConaughey, Cody Horn, Joe Manganiello, and Matt Bomer in leading roles as scantily clad male strippers. It’s been the talk of Facebook over this past week. This buzz has been overwhelmingly positive and overwhelmingly female in origin. Can you see where I;m going here? No? Let me elaborate a bit.
None of the talk has been based on the plot of the movie. Everything has been about the perfect bodies of these five men. This is a standard perpetuated by the media as perfection in men. What a good looking man should look like. Isn’t that something women have been lobbying against for their gender for, like, ever?
Most guys won’t come right out and say it, but we understand that looks attract women a lot more than they let on. If that wasn’t the case, the well-defined douche nozzle with the long list of conquests in bed would a) have a much shorter list and b) not be the object of disdain from most of those conquests who have their next jerk lined up, unable to learn their lesson. This isn’t an argument of good looking vs homely. I’m simply arguing that many women who get angry over the objectification of women and unrealistic beauty standards do a lot of googly-eyeing of the latest Joe Sixpack McAbs. Or Channing Tatum.
Me? I know I’m insanely good looking, and with a great personality to boot. I’ve got a gorgeous wife and two good looking sons. That being said, she wouldn’t have as much patience with my butthole moments if I didn’t look like a cross between Dwayne Johnson and Matthew McConaughey: