All Right Let's Do This One Last Time

  I belong to the classification of people known as Superheroes. I’m a Superhero. And, not altogether incidentally, I am a brand.              Not too long ago a civilian friend of mine had his store robbed by a common crook. He called the police, who, of course, did little to help. He resorted to asking for a Hero’s help. As I was swinging through the city after catching a common crook and restoring a man’s shop, it suddenly occurred to me that I, too, would like to have a Hero on Speed dial. Why do I want a Hero ?              I want to live a carefree life where I do not have to worry about insurance and be able to live in a city without worrying about crime rates. I want a Hero who will be there to reverse crimes and make the city a safer place for me. I do not want to wait for the police to arrive at the scene of the crime, I want a Hero who will drop everything they are doing...

       I never owned a Barbie, but my aunt did. In a big garbage bag, inside the closet of her room, in my grandma’s house in Mexico. Clothing, houses, cars, shoes, accessories, you name it. She had it all. I never wanted a Barbie, and whenever someone would give me one as a gift, it would go untouched sitting pretty on a shelf in my room. Still, on weekends when my family would meet up at my grandma’s house, my cousins and I would fight over those dolls. We would fight over which we wanted to play with, what clothes we wanted, anything. We were very passionate about those inanimate objects. I wasn’t unique though. I owned baby dolls. I never played with them. I guess I never found holding something in my arms entertaining. Cooking sets, on the other hand, was my passion. I’ve started multiple food franchises and opened in many locals, staying truthful to my customers, and taking honest reviews into account for future meals.     I’ve always found my Ba...

     From Disney princesses to superhero movies, the common gender roles have persistently been this: the hero saves the damsel in distress. This is seen in the 2007 movie Spider-Man 3, where Tobey Maguire’s Spiderman saves Gwen Stacy from falling off a building.        This scene has a lot of gender roles engraved into it. Starting off, if you look closely, all officers including the chief, the crane worker, all people in the office except the models, and both photographers were all men. Some might say that it is a coincidence, but I would argue that it is a common gender stereotype that men hold all traditional job positions while women are left to ‘feminine’ and objectifying occupations such as modeling. Before you say that modeling is about being objectifying and the whole point is to attract customers, I’d like you to have some self-reflection about the scene we are given. We have Gwen Stacy and two other women next to a copier dressed in tig...