Anyone familiar with Pepe Le Pew from the Looney Tunes cartoon menagerie will get the same image in their head. A male skunk merrily bouncing towards a terrified female black cat who had the misfortune of somehow getting a white stripe painted along her back. The premise: Pepe thinks she is a female skunk now, which apparently makes it okay to relentlessly harass her, despite the most desperate of refusals and uber-clear non-verbal cues from the cat. Each episode is the same: Pepe nonchalantly stalks her for the whole show, flirting with a French accent, tries to hold her against her will and kiss her, while the cat scrambles out of his arms time and time again, scrambling for sanctuary from her insistent, clueless pursuer....
I watched these cartoons as a child, and way into my teens, as did many others way before the 80s. I don’t think I thought it was right, or wrong. It was something more insidious. It was… normal. Just a part of my breakfast for Saturday morning cartoons. Watching it now as an adult, I still find it funny, but in a different way. His toxic cluelessness is just absurd. It reminds me of how sometimes I will just laugh at the surreal and toxic absurdities that come out 45's mouth, which can also seem like a dystopian cartoon.
Pepe Le Pew provided just one of many cues I received as a teen in the 80s that normalized rape culture and patriarchy.
If you’re white and straight the only possibility you have of “proving” you’re not in the “basket of deplorable” is to write a piece like this.
It’s a rite of passage for the soy boys.; they have to prove they’re “true believers” and properly penitent for their sis gendered patriarchal tyrannical nature.
Pepe le pew being a skunk was attracted to female cats, that caused me alot of confusing thoughts and almost ruined my life, it was the violence I witnessed from that coyote on roller skates going after the very cagey roadrunner, I just wanted him to catch him once and for all.
Pepe le pew being a skunk was attracted to female cats, that caused me alot of confusing thoughts and almost ruined my life, it was the violence I witnessed from that coyote on roller skates going after the very cagey roadrunner, I just wanted him to catch him once and for all.
Oh c'mon now. Admit it.
Popeye whoopin' some major ASS on ol' Bluto really got you goin', no?
You're toxic............................now go repent by writing an article for some weenie magazine or blog.
I laughed at the humor in those cartoons. They were funny then, and I'd probably find them so even now if I watched them again. I have never raped anyone - the mere thought disgusts me - and the only toxic thing about me to my knowledge is after I eat something that fights back with gas warfare.
Last Saturday, however, I had to fight to keep a poker face. We were in Dimond Mall in Anchorage - wife went into a "beauty shop" to get some facial scrub or something. I wasn't carrying, so I put my back up as near as I could get it to the wall just inside the door. I'm not too bright, but I'm not totally stupid. Mostly.
She rushed me - I also left my wallet and iphone home.... What happens on only a single cup of coffee.
I saw a couple girls in there that woud have been pretty except for the tats and ironworks. A LOT of ironworks.... That was sad. Gotta be a self image phobia.
What was funny was two Samoan dudes? of about 300 lbs each trying perfumes on their wrists. I wasn't too worried about them, but they had (presumably) their women with them, who were even bigger. The mamas were talking to each other and paying the men no mind.
Dudes? were still sniffing their wrists as they left the store.
Back in the old days females purposely went to see movies starring their favorite movie idol leading men, and swooned breathlessly as their idols forced themselves on shy, nubile leading starlets of the day, who after a short, half-hearted struggle, literally 'melted' in his arms, all the while the females in the theater were mesmerized, fantasizing it was them.
Back in the old days females purposely went to see movies starring their favorite movie idol leading men, and swooned breathlessly as their idols forced themselves on shy, nubile leading starlets of the day, who after a short, half-hearted struggle, literally 'melted' in his arms, all the while the females in the theater were mesmerized, fantasizing it was them.
My grandmother witnessed this first hand, growing up in Cleveland. She said it was all quite silly-- grown women fainting in theaters. Rudolf Valentino held sway over many women, and his death caused many of them to go completely off the rails.
Pepe le pew being a skunk was attracted to female cats, that caused me alot of confusing thoughts and almost ruined my life, it was the violence I witnessed from that coyote on roller skates going after the very cagey roadrunner, I just wanted him to catch him once and for all.
So, Mlle Chat rebuffs Pepe's advances seemingly forever until he finally gives up and quits chasing her.
What kind of pets does a 40ish, unmarried female cat keep around while she drinks too much white wine every night and wonders where all the good men are?
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