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Out of respect for KCC, Bitchiekittie, I choose not to respond to your rather context-independent invective. I will merely comment that, for whatever reasons, I seem to tap into something very dark and primal in your consciousness, and as such I think it may be best if you put me on "ignore". It's just a suggestion, but I really don't see what you're gaining from this except blood pressure.
Anyway, respecting KCC's wishes as we are, I suggest that we instead talk about complexities of sexual expression subtexts in "He-Man and the Masters of the Universe".
I would agree that Skeletor is pathologised as a "bitter queen", who is intent on taking revenge on the institutions that have rejected him by both taking corporate revenge on an uncaring state (Eternia, and specifically the court of King Randor) and on humiliating and controlling the zenith of Eternian masculinity, He-Man. Where this becomes complciated is in the fact that He-Man is, in classic closeted style, living a double life. The further complication lies in the fact that his "everyday" life involves wearing pink and being, if not effeminate, then certainly somewhat effete, whereas the secret self he hides from his parents is almost a parody of the masculine virtues. Nonetheless, this manly man, adored by the nubile Teela and firmly approved of by his parents, is a secret shared only with his moustachioed best friend, Duncan.
And yes, I never quite understood how I got so buff. I'm figuring Snake Mountain is *packed*, I mean packed to the gills, with thighmasters.
And then there's that big Fakor thing. I mean, Jesus! All my friends were like, "So you really like Fakor, huh? You really respect him for who he is? Does he re-mind you of anyone, Skeletor? I mean, hell-o? Paging Dr. Freud?" And you know, after we broke up it was like, "Oh. My. God". I mean, they could be brothers! Well, you know, except for the obvious. |
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