Being a mother of two young girls I have become concerned over the 'types' of women that are being pushed down our society's throat as being ideal. It starts, the brainwashing, at a very young age. Yes, yes, I know... Evil Barbie, blah, blah, blah. I don't really have much of a hard-on for Barbie anymore, though. She seems quite innocuous when up against the new, and quite formidable, Bratz dolls. The Bratz dolls are fashionistas (lazy gold-diggers) with bee-stung lips (deformed pillows of gloss-laden flesh) that hang out (whore around). At least Barbie, who has been attacked by feminists without mercy, had the occasional job. Okay, so it was as a flight attendant. It's a job.

In addition to pumping out trashy toy role-models to our tykes, we have to withstand the trashy, and sometimes lifelike, Paris Hilton. Oh, and the Olsen twits, I mean twins. And Lindsay Lohan. Britney Spears. Jessica Simpson. Good God. I am surprised that after listing all of that in quick succession that I have not somehow performed a summoning ritual for the anti-Christ.

Let's face it, these women are hideous wastes of flesh. They are hideous and they are constantly being paraded about our newstands and televisions (people actual waste their time watching Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie assume blue-collar jobs). They are white, too skinny, filthy rich, and questionable in their moral behaviors. What they have not exhibited is moral fiber, intelligence, and personal restraint.

Children are impressionable. They should love themselves and not feel compelled by a shallow, Hollywood-obsessed, commercialized nation that they are not good enough until they have less than 10% body fat, bee-stung lips, veneers, and a closet full of the latest fads.

Stop watching, reading, and buying trash... Let the companies who's pockets runneth over know that your standards are higher than this.