On The Hegelian Woman

Written by: evolaqq

Why must so much libido fester inside me? It’s comedic in a sense; this want hyperfixates itself upon those who are antithetical to virility. Yes it’s paradoxical, but why ought we not embrace paradox? As long as my innate desires are fulfilled, the abstruse ramblings of my contemporaries hold no interest. I crave things. I lack things. I would even go as far as to say I desire things! I can’t define desire, but I exemplify it. My desire breeds my lack — and I do so confess — I do not wish to be liberated from it. [It] being my desire of course, how else must I crave? How else must the things I so desperately wish to cry about exist? Pardon the tangent, I hope my sixty-seven word interp of “desire-production” suffices. Well, in simultaneous retrospect, am I of position to apologize? It most definitely will suffice! Who am I to think it wouldn’t? Silly me. Onto the Hegelian anti-virilists, shall we? Don’t bother answering verbatim or temporally, we shall quest together, my fellow retard.

Has it been of phenomenological discourse to form an analysis on bisexual-American teens? Maybe Husserl wrote a paper on it or something; I’m not as read on these subsects as most are. Excuse my authority on the matter for the time being.

There comes a time where man must descriptively analyze the inner-machinations of the crystal-collector. It is apt to regard them as fucking idiots, but kawaii-bisexual-astrology girl would be conventional and unilaterally accepted. (Terms such as: fucking idiot and retarded bitch aren’t as generic and would probably be subject to vilification); just a quick FYI for the intrigued or curious reader! I have to synthesize this subject matter with at least one beloved philosophical figure to achieve a perfectly-mediated amount of esotericism. There is an esoteric equilibrium, it exists purely to create the facade of intellectual analysis. It’s utilization is of the effect that those who the author wishes to critique would in turn value and somewhat praise the contents and merit of the analysis. This is a commonality within leftists. You may have initially induced that this paper may have been some-sort of one-off? A distinction from the rest? As it hadn’t yet explicitly mentioned nor critiqued the leftist psyche, I could see where the inference would’ve occurred. Too bad you chose to forego the theme of — like — every single other paper included in this collection. And to those who didn’t infer this paper’s supposed deviancy or distinction, I’m happy we can share little particulates of our personal retardness together; albeit through a monitor, touch-screen, or other indirect mode.

I can imagine us huddled together in a circle, fingers extended towards the middle of said circle, fluttering our fingers up and down, intentionally making physical-digit-contact with each other. Elation in retardation, the ideal state of being.

How shall we go about characterizing those who have an affinity to reject contemporary standards of characterization? A foundation must be established; do not mull nor ponder at length. Proceed with blissfulness and disregard. Embrace paradox just as much as the others have. With paradox embraced and ignorance overtly displayed, I may now begin to characterize the “uncharacterized.” They wear chunky-grunge footwear. Fishnet leggings are common, although baggy drawstrings and swarthy jeans have seen a surge in outfitting; a high-waisted plaid/pleated skirt is also a favorite amongst the promiscuously brazen ones. One moment, I have to keep tabbing through my google searches of “alt girl style” and “alt outfit” to provide you a fitting example of topwear, or rather, a lack of. Crop-tops are apparent. Thrifted tees are also fairly popular; thrifted tees that are branded with some 90’s band or a form of lewd imagery/expression are sought after moreover than a solid-colored tee of the same material. It’s about the expression and transference of character into non-living entities guys…sign value! Woop woop, I’d like to consider myself an aficionado when it comes to leftist terminology. Have you read Simulation and Simulacra, bro? It’s that one book about Disneyland…how have you not heard of sign value? Sorry, I went off the handle there; my Dunning-Krueger based cognition got the better of me…back to the phenomenological analysis of the alt-girl. Tattoos are typical among them. Piercings are somewhat commonplace, although they seem to be a bit too “other.” I just remembered: it must be noted that by tattoo I don’t imply sleeves nor face tats, I’m referring to those little butterfly tattoos they ink on their calf or behind their ear. Something rather hidden so they don’t deviate too far from their established outgroup. Archaic norms are disavowed as long as they can perpetually conversate and relate to those akin to their “other.” Don’t worry, traditional narratives and metanarratives will be replaced or expunged someday; just not today, nor tomorrow, nor the day after that, nor anytime soon. All that really matters is that I can have a little rose on my finger I can periodically mention during all forms of discourse. Isn’t this how we destabilize these norms? I actually exemplify “otherness,” hater. Have you seen how I express myself through body art? This little butterfly means a lot to me actually, ok? It’s a reference to my drug-addicted dad that used to beat my mom. He left. Anyways, wanna erotically asphyxiate me while we fuck, so as to grant me the false perception of reciprocated affection within men? As long as you seem less abusive than my dad, I’ll fuck you till’ its mundane or you cheat on me.

See? I acknowledge the faults in men too sometimes, cut me some slack.

I’ll be referring to the heterosexual colonizers when referencing sexual action for the time being, the bisexual bit comes a tad bit’ later.

We haven’t even gotten to the astrology bit, have we? I’ve never really understood it; how could an entire demographic of people lack the ability to cognize on a critical level? I don’t profess to know shit nor do I herald myself as the arbiter of theoretics, but vehemently worshipping crystals and pseudo-scientific cosmic illustrations? Beyond me. I don’t necessarily find guided hypnosis designed to “amplify my emotions to help my manifestation come faster” practical. I must admit, I’m a practical they/them. Sometimes one must forego their theoretical conceptions in favor of something more…unnerving. You see, I could get into how astrology breeds fascist tendencies, but what’s the point? A bloc of leftists screaming “whoopee” because I cited their favorite critical theorist? Will I get praised in leftist circles for quoting daddy Adorno? Maybe I should clutter the rest of this paper with terms as follows: negative dialectics, interpolation, desire-production, anything of this like. I keep veering off, I apologize once more. It’s late. To be frank I lost motivation pertaining to the completion of this paper, I couldn’t bring myself to it. I have distinct urges and said urges result in around two pages worth of content before I force myself to sleep. It’s not as if it’s particular, though; this happens with every one of my essays. I ponder if this one could indeed be different. Have the leftist astrology girls really struck a nerve? I guess they have. Regardless, I’ll allow myself to continue.

It’s a very intriguing process, both the formation of the outgroup and subsequent action taken by said outgroup. Obviously the outgroup forms as an ontological negation, serving to negate the contemporary status quo. Progress antithetical to convention represents a valued good, while the aforementioned state-of-affairs serves as an ideological enemy. Progress could then be characterized as a uniform method in differentiating from the past. This ideological enemy is gradually destroyed as progress subsists. The basis of this linear process is the sole removal of past influence; there isn’t any avant-garde objective, so to speak. In attempting to distinguish themselves from the past, I find it humorous how these alt-girls now slave for the very process they sought to topple. I wish I could draw out this teleological irony, but text will have to suffice for the time being. We can begin with the formation of an outgroup in opposition to the contemporary status quo. Once-more, this outgroup predicated itself on the destruction of the past in favor of linear progression. This outgroup exists long enough to accumulate enough traction to attract new members who embrace “outsideness” for the sake of “outsideness.” Given time, this outgroup eventually becomes a societal ingroup. To avoid any form of progression halt, original members of the group adapt new styles and cultural values. There can never be a static hegemony, regardless of what said hegemony consists of. More time passes and eventually the original members of the outgroup ostracize and vilify new-gen members who fail to embrace the original members contemporary conception of “outsideness.” I really couldn’t convey this in any other way other than through references to societal conceptions of music, media, and direct expression of self. “You listen to SEBii and lil death? You know they’re mainstream right? Unlike you normies, I listen to obscure industrial music and Mongolian throat singing classics. Wanna know how many streams each song caps out at? Eight-thousand. You just know I’m other, bro.” The cultural shift regarding anime was interesting too. A few years ago there was this predisposed distaste towards those who indulged in anime-viewings. This distaste still lingers, but most definitely without the prominence it once had. The contemporary state of anime exemplifies this fairly well; people who watched anime during this era of hate slowly became those who arbitrated the same distaste spewed in the past. You watch Sword Art Online? You’re a normie. You watch One Punch Man? You’re a normie. You watch Attack on Titan? You’re definitely a normie. If you haven’t watched Texhonolyze or Ergo Proxy, you’re not a real anime fan. Same goes for one’s direct expression of self; this explanation is fairly self-explanatory. One streak of dyed hair becomes the totality of one’s hair dyed, a small rose tattoo turns into an entire sleeve, a piercing turns into an obsession with spiked collars and steel chains…progress can never and will never halt. If you don’t have absurd amounts of eyeliner plastered across your face, paired with the most obscure forms of attire, you’re not “other”enough. You’re the past. You’re the enemy. “If you want to get like us, you’re gonna have to progress a bit further than that, honey.” The ontology of the outgroup will never not predicate itself on the rejection of the past. I think I softened up honestly. I’m worried about how I’ll be perceived once I post this. I started off explicit but this…this is philosophical. I don’t like it. I’ll be honest, I am so fucking bored right now so I think I’ll streamline the rest of what I intended to say. I thought it’d be cool to mention I might be getting an ADD diagnosis sometime soon; I’ll be able to finally fiend off adderall and become endowed with divine knowledge. Anyways, let’s streamline this. Actually, should I streamline this? I might just have some type of urge to post this but I really don’t see as to why. I did mention how I won’t be too fond of the reception upon publication, but I just got one of those aforementioned urges. I think I’ll finish this paper to some degree after all. All I have left is the lack of self-evaluation, engagement in surrogate activity, and blatant bitchiness to cover. The surrogate activity bit will most definitely regard the bisexual-girls affinity towards nihilistic rock fondling and manifesting money or some shit. Prior to me continuing, I’d like to thank my friends David and Ryan for providing screenshots both detailing and unironically furthering my conceptions on the bi-sexual girls lack of self-evaluation through the provision of empirics; they’ll be attached towards the end of the paper.

I was just informed that I am a misogynist. Damn.

Too much schoolwork results in a lack of cohesion. I truly forget the strands of thought I anticipated. How long has this shit been in my drive? A few weeks now? You’d really think my passionately displayed hatred for women would transcend the bounds of schoolwork. Maybe I’m not a misogynist after all? Must I even continue with this paper? Yeah lol. I think some of you will somewhat understand towards the end of this essay. I’m actually not sure whether to characterize this text as an “essay” or a collection of “incessant ramblings.” I think either/or will suffice. After all, I did mention “dialectics.” Regardless of whether or not said characterization results in me deeming my contemporary label a misnomer in the subsequent future, some leftist would eat this shit up. Or would they disregard the philosophical underpinnings of this “paper” for the sake of idpol? I don’t really think I fit within the leftists’ intersectional window of discourse. Maybe I do, maybe I don’t; I’m not too sure as of late. But regardless, at least one liberal will share my sentiments! I’ve just had an epiphany; I made a crucial mistake throughout the bulk of this work. I’ve presupposed a distinction between leftist and liberal, silly me. I almost forgot almost all leftists are re-hashed liberals still enveloped in bourgeois ideology. (This is a bait by the way, but not really). I’m trying to see if the leftists — I mean liberals — harp on this point alone. I do honestly think that most leftists just align themselves with obscure signifiers though. I think it makes a bulk of them feel “other” and fulfilling of negation. Is there really still a difference though? Nah. They still hyper-fixate on intersectional analyses of class and propagate state expansion. Nuance? Nah bitch, let this linger till’ I write another paper that explicitly critiques the leftist-liberal distinction. (Sorry Ali, love you bro). Oh yeah, I apologize to Easton as well. If you’re reading this Easton, I hope you’ll be able to piece together my last few sentences and their relation to this apology. Verb usage, Easton…verb usage. Anyhow, let’s get back to the critique! Fuck, I did it again. OK, anyways, continue we shall.

Where were we again? Oh yeah, lack of self evaluation. If there lies a chance to sexualize oneself for the sake of attention or some libidinal urge (although I suppose the two aren’t too invariably different), the bisexual-astrology-girl will capitalize on said chance. There’s a sort of socio-economic enforcement of the female body within our contemporary society. Digital sex- work is prevalent and monetarily maintained, promiscuous “demonstrations” of self are libinally encouraged through media notification, and the brunt of it all is that it is. It exists with virtually no opposition. It is. Are men to be excluded from this process? Most definitely not. (One must refer to my previous comments on men to fully grasp my utterly non-biased positionality). Men cultivate this process, yes, but there is a locus point; bisexual-astrology girls. It’s as if lewd behavior is instinctual to them. It’s like they can’t not do it. This’ll sound weird, but bear with me. All trends that incorporate some type of promiscuity or the engagement of sexual gesture, are pioneered and endlessly “milked” by these girls. In an attempt to “feel cute” or “try something new” or maybe even out of complete boredom — ”was bored lol” — the kawaii-bisexual-astrology girl finds a way to twerk for an audience. Why? Self-liberation? Self-fulfillment? Bitch, you a last (wo)man! My AAVE is a little toned down for the sake of “optics.” I consider this essay optical, for the most part. They live a practical life, indulging in one defined by expedited temporary pleasures and surrogate activity. What more is to life than crystals and mimicking sex? It’s so hard to characterize them, because while at the same time I wish to include the fact that they’re all leftists, this classification ties into my planned leftist-psyche essay that I wish to separate from this heap of misogyny! Note that a practical life doesn’t entail negativity, as I too am a practical they/them. The problem is not the mere practical lifestyle, the problem regards the activities within said lifestyle. Moon and sun risings as to why they can’t be friends with you. Astrological signs accounting for a variety of actions. I like to stop at two examples by the way. That way I can disrupt the conventional nodes of discourse. Don’t expect me to provide three examples and then an extension, I’m here to truly defy convention! So Foucauldian of me, I know. I forgot where I was going with this.

They’re not too bright as well. Usually their social media bios are plastered with “BLM/ACAB” and their astrological prescriptions. Oh and their disdain for Trump, can’t forget that. I keep falling into this trap of wanting to characterize them the same way I would characterize the leftist, but I forget that’s for another time. Just picture some 17-year old white girl named Savannah or some shit. Envision a bunch of tapestries lined across her walls and some floral decorum; don’t forget the LED’s. Pair that with an affinity for astrology and an oversocialized conception of society, and you have her. Oops I forgot, add just about any and all characterizations made throughout the essay to the mix, it’ll be easier to picture that way. The bisexual-astrology girl is therefore born as an imaginable concept, if not existent already.

Ok, realistically, I got bored. I’m writing this at 6:37 AM and I’m stooping to astrology-girl cognition levels. I feel like everything would be much easier to corroborate through vocal means, but I think my friends already know what I think about these girls. As for tiktok, this is just for the meme…or is it? Does my structured unconscious manifest these thoughts into conscious action? Go ask a tiktok leftist or some shit, I’m just here to have fun. I’m sorry if I wasn’t able to finish, I just wanted to finally get this shit done with so fuckin’ Angela could read through it and so I wouldn’t have to worry about it any longer. The former supersedes the latter, so a conclusion is of utmost importance. We can’t disappoint Angela, now can we. I think you’ll like the contents of this essay Angela, we’ll see.

I realized I started off fairly verbose. Was there a need, seeing as how things developed? Guess not. I mean this paper was never really of seriousness to begin with, but it had some philosophical promise. I think if I do post this in any capacity, it’ll just be disregarded as some misogynistic bullshit. Well, we all have to adhere to the facts of reality sometimes; this paper may have been misogynistic. Just maybe. Should I conclude so as to allow for continuation? Maybe. I think I ceased work on this paper because of my looming fears of schoolwork. Like I just have so much shit due tomorrow and I’m awake at dawn writing a paper about bisexual girls who fondlel rocks and sexualize themselves over the internet. That notion and the empirics behind it may have also made me decide to conclude this paper. Just thinking about the sheer time editing the quantity of empirics provided, it pains me. I’ll finish this paper soon so I can start editing the provided empirics. I won’t leave a conclusive ending though, I’ve decided. I’ll just leave it at this, and hopefully the empirics below can convince you of at least one point made.

I’m not sure if duplicates are present, but regardless I lost interest pertaining to the refinement of this paper. There are around 400 more pictures of the like that I have omitted solely on the basis of sleep deprivation and sheer laziness.

(I’ve omitted the images and changed the names within the paper for the sake of Medium publication).

(Empirics will most likely be posted on TikTok: @evolaqq).