Beyonce’s GQ Cover: Porn Or Promotion?

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    Photo credit: Terry Richardson / GQ

    Photo credit: Terry Richardson / GQ

    Below is an essay from a Guest Blogger and Ardent Reader of Elev8.com.  As lead editor  I try very hard to straddle  the gate of neutrality. This subject is a hot button. I heard an abundance of complaints yesterday about this cover. Here is one well-written-out one. I want to hear from you. – Oretha Winston- Lead Editor

    My gender receives enough judgement for ten lifetimes, so I try to not to be that addendum, that being said my timeline is harassing me.

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    When I look at Beyonce’s new GQ cover all I see is pornography. This is not an indictment on homegirl as there’s nothing wrong with porn, I mean it’s legal, although I think it should be quarantined for adult readership. And still haven’t figured out why Beyonce’s type of porn gets the America’s Apple Pie beauty award and Flynt’s Hustler chicks represent the fall of mankind, but whatever. Both perpetuate lascivious imagery that attempt to illicit a sexual desire via more than normal sperm ejaculation.

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    The most incongruous part is Beyonce could sell millions of records on her own vocal merit without doing any PR blitz -in fact she doesn’t need to sell another product again in life and she could still maintain her opulent lifestyle and $700 baby sock fetish. I can’t help but be suspect of any woman that doesn’t have to be part of the sex industry yet continues to immerse herself within it exclusively for self-esteem perks (I can’t imagine any altruistic concern for GQ advertising dollars). I get desperate women from the lower socio-economic class who expose themselves for the financial gain, I understand that gyration ladder of possibilities but I thought there was an end game to it – the liberation and sigh of relief when you finally get to that pinnacle of monetary stability that you can cease catering to the whims of undeserving simple azz salivating dudes.

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    All I see here besides the obvious is a lady desperately wanting the world to know she’s not fat and to stop the stretch mark queries because her expensive TriLastin-SR cream (or whatever) did the trick. Quick quick it’s imperative I keep my premiere magazine placement on the nightstand before those highbrow primates flip the page to the next phenotypically pleasing physique and jack off. If you didn’t already know most women’s biggest fear is to be invisible to men, rich girl porn puts it in perspective.

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    To me, this pathology that many of us suffer from is a much more interesting convo than what I’ve seen today which is grown azz dudes on Facebook obsessing over whether Photoshop was used and picking apart a mother, daughter and sister’s thigh dimensions to determine whether she actually deserves the title “most beautiful” or whether Adobe should get the credit. Patriarchy gets the blame once more for instructing brainless atavistic twits to inextricably confuse beauty with harmoniously aligned symmetry.

    While working dramatically to be indispensable to men by seeking constant validation via porn these women are giving the Y chromosome permission and allowance to verbally violate us by dissecting our bodies in the public sphere like they were in biology class – they don’t even feel ashamed enough to keep their pubescent-esque commentary to close friends and family members.

    This is no culture that’s conducive to women’s health, so please spare me your body ratio checklist – do that morphology  in private with your petroleum girlfriend, and just be happy women view you as twice the size of who you really are.

    What do you think?  Tell us here on E8 what your thoughts are.

    Editor’s note: The mag promises that “It’s only going to get better (and hotter).” The hotly anticipated issue hits the newsstands across the country Jan. 22. This could have been absolutely genius marketing. Release the peculiar sneak peek. Then follow with the real thing and get people talking. Well GQ we are talking.

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