/You know, I have to wonder why these idiot heroine types always go to flirting first and foremost to find stuff out. Whatever happened to just asking friendly-like?/
I am so sick of this trope. Not only is this book continuing the theme that girls have to flirt in order to find out information, instead of, you know, just *asking* like normal people, but that they have to dress up like hookers while they're at it. Tell me, when was the last time that a *male* character had to dress like a prostitute in order to ferret out information (because, yes, male prostitutes *do* exist)? I sure don't remember Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, or any other male detective stooping to such lengths. Holmes often disguised himself, yes, but never as a prostitute. Yet by the way the media portrays female secret agents and investigators, you'd think that pretending to be prostitutes was a job requirement. Funny how male secret agents and investigators never have to do that. /rant
/Also, there's a not-so-subtle swipe at Marcie Miller (who in no way relates to this scene at all), suggesting that this was the sort of thing she'd do./
So, Marcie is the Aphrodite of this book? Figures.
/Also, whenever Patch makes sexual comments like that, you swoon. When Elliot makes comments like that, you consider him inhumanly slimy./
Because Elliot isn't hot. Duh. *rolls eyes* And he's not the Designated Love Interest.
/Instead, she notes to Nora that he looks "slippery as soap" and "A girl could lather up in soap like that". Fantastic. We can add old grey-haired women to the list of women lusting after Patch./
*stares hard at the screen*
All right, Ms. Fitzpatrick, let's play a little game. I'll call it "Genderbending." Say that Nora is a boy named Norris and Patch is a girl named Patricia. Say that this scene was happening in the men's room. Patricia leaves, the old man comes in, and he tells Norris that Patricia looks "slippery as soap" and "a guy could lather up in soap like that."
Get the picture?
THIS IS NOT FUNNY. YOU'RE NOT SHOWING ME THAT PATCH IS TOO SEXY FOR HIS SHIRT, YOU'RE SHOWING ME THAT THE OLD WOMAN IS A PERVERTED, SLEAZY PEDOPHILE (or, more accurately, ephebophile). THIS IS DISTURBING. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU REALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SEXUAL HARASSMENT IS?
*takes a deep breath*
As for the rest, all I can say is that I would dearly love Vee and Patch to be tied together with barbed wire and thrown into a pit of lava.
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Date: 2011-07-06 12:55 pm (UTC)I am so sick of this trope. Not only is this book continuing the theme that girls have to flirt in order to find out information, instead of, you know, just *asking* like normal people, but that they have to dress up like hookers while they're at it. Tell me, when was the last time that a *male* character had to dress like a prostitute in order to ferret out information (because, yes, male prostitutes *do* exist)? I sure don't remember Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, or any other male detective stooping to such lengths. Holmes often disguised himself, yes, but never as a prostitute. Yet by the way the media portrays female secret agents and investigators, you'd think that pretending to be prostitutes was a job requirement. Funny how male secret agents and investigators never have to do that. /rant
/Also, there's a not-so-subtle swipe at Marcie Miller (who in no way relates to this scene at all), suggesting that this was the sort of thing she'd do./
So, Marcie is the Aphrodite of this book? Figures.
/Also, whenever Patch makes sexual comments like that, you swoon. When Elliot makes comments like that, you consider him inhumanly slimy./
Because Elliot isn't hot. Duh. *rolls eyes* And he's not the Designated Love Interest.
/Instead, she notes to Nora that he looks "slippery as soap" and "A girl could lather up in soap like that". Fantastic. We can add old grey-haired women to the list of women lusting after Patch./
*stares hard at the screen*
All right, Ms. Fitzpatrick, let's play a little game. I'll call it "Genderbending." Say that Nora is a boy named Norris and Patch is a girl named Patricia. Say that this scene was happening in the men's room. Patricia leaves, the old man comes in, and he tells Norris that Patricia looks "slippery as soap" and "a guy could lather up in soap like that."
Get the picture?
THIS IS NOT FUNNY. YOU'RE NOT SHOWING ME THAT PATCH IS TOO SEXY FOR HIS SHIRT, YOU'RE SHOWING ME THAT THE OLD WOMAN IS A PERVERTED, SLEAZY PEDOPHILE (or, more accurately, ephebophile). THIS IS DISTURBING. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU REALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SEXUAL HARASSMENT IS?
*takes a deep breath*
As for the rest, all I can say is that I would dearly love Vee and Patch to be tied together with barbed wire and thrown into a pit of lava.