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is only done to attract men who have been inculcated to modern patriarchal thinking. And it is only done by women who submit themselves to modern patriarchal thinking.</p><p id="4b89">But I prefer natural women. I prefer women who can skip. Is there anything sexier than a woman skipping?</p><p id="f40f">Okay, maybe I’m weird. I prefer women who can and still skip. I realize that maybe I need to learn how to skip, too. Perhaps, we need to skip into the new world of consciousness together. Perhaps, the realization of a new consciousness is predicated on our feet. Does that not change everything?</p><p id="f819"><b>Skipping is a natural reaction to joy.</b> Kids do it all the time. But by the time we become adults we have had that natural reaction beaten out of us. In our society it is more important to look sexy according to societal dictates than to feel and express joy.</p><p id="f78e">Carole King’s <b><i>You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman</i></b> just started playing in my noggin.</p><p id="3c3e">Meg Ryan, by the way, is not the only woman who dislikes high heels. I was married to one for twenty years. While my ex-wife always owned five to seven times as many pairs of shoes than I ever owned at one time, not a single one of them were ever high heels. She refused to wear them.</p><p id="22ca">Not only was she an actress but she was also a dancer and choreographer. It was early in her career that she learned first-hand of the horrific harm wearing high heels can do to the human body.</p><p id="f194">As a teenager she toured the U. S. and Canada with a prestigious theatrical troupe that was performing a popular musical up to five times a week. Her part required her to dance in high heels in one number. When the tour finally ended she was in very intense agony and pain. It took her months to recover. That is when she decided to never wear high heels ever again.</p><p id="7540">I always enjoyed watching her walk. It was so <b>natural</b> and sexy. To me, there is nothing even remotely sexy about watching a woman walking in five-inch heels.</p><p id="800e">But I am weird, right? I refuse to adhere to social convention. I try to refuse to think the way I have been told to think.</p><p id="9c49">And what about my own personal footwear proclivities? As a general rule I almost never own more than five pairs of shoes at a time. If I purchase a new pair an old pair goes in the trash.</p><p id="aaa6">I tend to go through shoes rather quickly for t

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wo reasons. For one thing, I do one hell of a lot of walking. I do not own a car, I walk. Secondly, I’ve been poor lately and cannot afford well-made quality shoes. One thing I have learned is that when you buy shoes at Wal-Mart it is guaranteed that they will not last more than a year (if that long).</p><p id="b253">Once, a few decades ago when I worked in the corporate world, I paid 200 bucks for a pair of quality Italian hand-made leather dress shoes that lasted for twenty years. They may have lasted even longer if the dog had not chewed one of them up. They were so comfortable! I really miss them.</p><p id="f0fa">Of my five pairs of footwear one pair is always a pair of flip-flops. I simply cannot live without flip-flops. One pair is for hiking (my current pair is about to fall apart and is in need of being replaced). The other three pair are some form and some color of tennis shoe. It has been decades since I have owned a pair of boots.</p><p id="e6bf">At my advanced age it is becoming ever more difficult to put on and tie my shoes without first sitting down on a chair. Some people insist that you take off your shoes before entering their home. (Apparently, they never want to have to clean their floors.) I always go along with this strange custom and never complain. But without offering a chair to sit down on in order to take off or put on my shoes then the request is just plain rude.</p><p id="a670">Wow, I did not think I could ramble on this long about shoes.</p><p id="beba">My youngest granddaughter does not walk or run. Whether she is crossing a room or walking down a city block she is always skipping. It is her sole method of locomotion. She is always exuding joy. I am not sure she is even capable of being depressed. She is currently my hero when it comes to feet.</p><p id="0c08">She has been re-teaching me how to skip. It is really hard for me. I guess I have been conditioned by society after all. No matter how joyful I feel, I walk and do not skip. I wonder if it is bad for my health to repress joy from being expressed by my lower extremities. I do not dance any more either. What has happened to me?</p><p id="94e8">My youngest granddaughter skips and dances all the time. With her as my guru perhaps there may still be hope for me yet.</p><p id="ac38"><i>Copyright by <a href="https://readmedium.com/white-feather-archive-index-c95167f7dbaf"><b>White Feather</b></a>. All Rights Reserved. Thanks for reading.</i></p></article></body>

Footwear Expatiation

Thinking About Meg Ryan

And human feet

Image by alok rai (Pixabay)

(Inspired by Ann Litts)

Old-time Chinese men preferred women whose feet were bound since childhood and ended up with deformed small feet that made them walk in an exaggerated unnatural fashion. Are high heels the modern day version of that? They make women walk in profoundly unnatural ways that men mysteriously find sexy. Why do women put up with that?

Personally, I have always found women walking in high heels to be somewhat off-putting. It’s just so darn unnatural. Maybe that’s why Meg Ryan always turned me on so much.

Meg Ryan has been vocal about her disdain of high heels. In so many of her movies she is wearing flats — so she is walking in the natural way a human body is designed to walk.

There is a scene in the movie, You’ve Got Mail, where she leaves her Manhattan apartment in a very happy mood. She is walking down the block in sneakers. Suddenly, out of the blue, she starts skipping but then she quickly reverts back to just walking.

Skipping is a natural expression of joy.

If natural skipping is a natural expression of joy is the intense societal pressure for women to wear high heels a way of suppressing that natural expression of joy? After all, skipping is practically impossible to do if you are wearing high heels!

I have never worn high heels so I’m not an expert. But if you are a woman who is wearing four inch high heels how impossible is it to go skipping down the sidewalk? Have you ever tried it? Seriously, it is practically impossible to skip in high heels.

But high heels are what is demanded by men and our patriarchal society.

Just like those ancient Chinese men who preferred women whose feet were bound when they were children and were therefore forced to walk in an unnatural way, are modern males expecting anything different?

How can any woman wearing four-inch heels walk in a natural way?

It is impossible. It is only done to attract men who have been inculcated to modern patriarchal thinking. And it is only done by women who submit themselves to modern patriarchal thinking.

But I prefer natural women. I prefer women who can skip. Is there anything sexier than a woman skipping?

Okay, maybe I’m weird. I prefer women who can and still skip. I realize that maybe I need to learn how to skip, too. Perhaps, we need to skip into the new world of consciousness together. Perhaps, the realization of a new consciousness is predicated on our feet. Does that not change everything?

Skipping is a natural reaction to joy. Kids do it all the time. But by the time we become adults we have had that natural reaction beaten out of us. In our society it is more important to look sexy according to societal dictates than to feel and express joy.

Carole King’s You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman just started playing in my noggin.

Meg Ryan, by the way, is not the only woman who dislikes high heels. I was married to one for twenty years. While my ex-wife always owned five to seven times as many pairs of shoes than I ever owned at one time, not a single one of them were ever high heels. She refused to wear them.

Not only was she an actress but she was also a dancer and choreographer. It was early in her career that she learned first-hand of the horrific harm wearing high heels can do to the human body.

As a teenager she toured the U. S. and Canada with a prestigious theatrical troupe that was performing a popular musical up to five times a week. Her part required her to dance in high heels in one number. When the tour finally ended she was in very intense agony and pain. It took her months to recover. That is when she decided to never wear high heels ever again.

I always enjoyed watching her walk. It was so natural and sexy. To me, there is nothing even remotely sexy about watching a woman walking in five-inch heels.

But I am weird, right? I refuse to adhere to social convention. I try to refuse to think the way I have been told to think.

And what about my own personal footwear proclivities? As a general rule I almost never own more than five pairs of shoes at a time. If I purchase a new pair an old pair goes in the trash.

I tend to go through shoes rather quickly for two reasons. For one thing, I do one hell of a lot of walking. I do not own a car, I walk. Secondly, I’ve been poor lately and cannot afford well-made quality shoes. One thing I have learned is that when you buy shoes at Wal-Mart it is guaranteed that they will not last more than a year (if that long).

Once, a few decades ago when I worked in the corporate world, I paid 200 bucks for a pair of quality Italian hand-made leather dress shoes that lasted for twenty years. They may have lasted even longer if the dog had not chewed one of them up. They were so comfortable! I really miss them.

Of my five pairs of footwear one pair is always a pair of flip-flops. I simply cannot live without flip-flops. One pair is for hiking (my current pair is about to fall apart and is in need of being replaced). The other three pair are some form and some color of tennis shoe. It has been decades since I have owned a pair of boots.

At my advanced age it is becoming ever more difficult to put on and tie my shoes without first sitting down on a chair. Some people insist that you take off your shoes before entering their home. (Apparently, they never want to have to clean their floors.) I always go along with this strange custom and never complain. But without offering a chair to sit down on in order to take off or put on my shoes then the request is just plain rude.

Wow, I did not think I could ramble on this long about shoes.

My youngest granddaughter does not walk or run. Whether she is crossing a room or walking down a city block she is always skipping. It is her sole method of locomotion. She is always exuding joy. I am not sure she is even capable of being depressed. She is currently my hero when it comes to feet.

She has been re-teaching me how to skip. It is really hard for me. I guess I have been conditioned by society after all. No matter how joyful I feel, I walk and do not skip. I wonder if it is bad for my health to repress joy from being expressed by my lower extremities. I do not dance any more either. What has happened to me?

My youngest granddaughter skips and dances all the time. With her as my guru perhaps there may still be hope for me yet.

Copyright by White Feather. All Rights Reserved. Thanks for reading.

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