Watch this six-minute video, and then go out and strut your stuff like the cool cat you are! And the video isn’t about cats at all. Well, maybe just a tiny bit.
Walking in the door, there are two black wagging tails, four eyes looking up, and eight paws padding back and forth and jumping off the ground. Sabbie especially will jump and jump and jump, careful not to land against us, but unable to stay on mother earth. They wiggle and snort, sometimes pouncing on each other in their excitement. There are groans and growls, all to distract me from putting away my coat and purse.
It’s like watching the crowd at a Taylor Swift concert. In my dogs’ eyes, I’ve achieved celebrity status. I’ve arrived. I’m kind of a big deal around here.
If you walked into my house it wouldn’t be any different. I’ve seen the pizza delivery man get a pretty good reception too. So let’s all walk around this week like we’re a big deal.
Because we are. If only in the eyes of my dogs.
Peace . . .
Cesar Millan is a well-known dog behaviorist, author and television personality. He teaches humans how to be the pack leader for their dog with calm assertive energy. If you watch carefully, you’ll learn everything you need to know to lead a pretty well-balanced human life.
Here are his 10 Principles for Achieving Balance, adapted for humans.
Have you ever changed the way you felt about a song you liked after listening to the lyrics? That happened to me with this song.
I don’t want to go into a full rant on this song, because I really do get what they are saying. Girls who know they are beautiful and use it to manipulate boys aren’t beautiful. Girls who like to make other girls jealous and steal their boyfriends are just ugly as heck. Girls who walk into a room and expect all the attention are really just boring. I get that.
I hope I’m not the only full-grown adult admitting that I liked that song. It’s not going to find its way onto my playlist, but it’s a toe-tapper, okay? Well it still gets my foot tapping, but now, after really listening to the message, my head is shaking and there’s this sneer on my face.
Let’s start with the title:
What Makes You Beautiful
It reads like a Teen Mag headline. This is a tutorial. Listen up, girls. This is what will make you beautiful to all the cute boys like the ones in 1D. Here’s the first suggestion:
Oh. My. God. Do I really have to explain how dangerous this is to those little 14-year old female psyches? YES! They are insecure. Now these teen-idol brats are telling them it’s alright to stay that way. All that crap their parents have been dishing out like, “You can do it!” “Stand up straight!” “Be proud!” can go right out the window, because they just danced around their bedroom to a song telling them they are sexy-hot hiding in the corner.
I will avoid going through every single lyric to save you the monotony, and some of them are arguably good:
Don’t need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough
Girls don’t need make-up, but most like to experiment with it. And like most experiments, something is going to blow up now and then. Most women find a happy-place with their cosmetics eventually. I wouldn’t go as far as to say girls should or should not wear make-up. That is a personal decision, and sometimes a moral decision they make with their parents. But I agree that no one NEEDS make up.
But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell
They are singing about someone who smiles at the ground. This is a girl with serious confidence issues. Are they going to say how smart she is? Are they going to say what a great addition she is to the track team? No. What are they going to say next?
Right now I’m looking at you and I can’t believe,
You don’t know,
You don’t know you’re beautiful,
That’s what makes you beautiful
Oh HELLS no! They are going to tell her that the fact that she is such a limp little wallflower is what flips their switch. The fact that you think you have nothing to offer? That’s exactly what makes you beautiful.
What I have learned in my short fifty-some years on this planet I learned rather late; somewhere around the forty-fifth:
What Really Makes You Beautiful
And . . . Knowing You’re Beautiful
That’s what makes you beautiful
Peace . .
- Stupid lyrics (moldolleveritt.wordpress.com)