Chopped: Golden Girl > Plastic Girl
Nov. 18th, 2025 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kimberlysteele
Middle row: Jessica Simpson, Miley Cyrus, Zac Efron;
Bottom row: Nicole Kidman, Blac Chyna, Bradley Cooper
Celebrities are aging badly, but it takes a discerning and subtle eye to see it that most in our era lack or refuse to engage. To the untrained and naive, the parade of ever-younger pretty people is the inevitable boon of the onward march of Progress. They love the Brave New World where the poorest of slaves is able to choose a new face and body like gamers choose an avatar and its armor. If they cannot afford it, they still love the concept. All that is needed is a little brutality and blood, and perhaps a disability when it comes to feeling your own cheeks or nipples ever again. It is a small price to pay, they think, for an incarnation of physical “perfection”. If there are two choices in life, one being to humbly accept that which they currently find ugly about themselves and two being a cure that involves becoming a LARP of their own cartoon image of eternal adolescence, it’s No. 2 all the way, baby.
Cult of the VirginYouth and inexperience are vastly overvalued in our era. One of the larger reasons for this overvaluation is the condition of etheric starvation, which affects most of us in this time to a greater or lesser degree. The etheric is the energy layer that sits between the world of thought and images and the physical realm. It takes the form of electricity, which of course cannot be seen outside of a lightning storm or a wool carpet in a dry winter but can certainly be felt if it gets too close. The current religion of Scientism denies the etheric layer despite it being as plain as a wave/particle of light. Because the etheric is sometimes referred to as vibes, Scientism rushes to dismiss the etheric as woo because studying it would require the spirit of inquiry left behind with Isaac Newton.
Anyway, any given child or adolescent contains a great mass of etheric power. This power can be thought of as the potential energy of reproduction. Entire industries and religions aim to exploit and harness this power for themselves. The Hollywood, pedophilic System I mention in my articles has the exploitation of this power source as its main unspoken mission and goal. Jeffrey Epstein was addicted to the loosh he harvested from young, virgin girls. He allegedly admitted that he had to have at least three different girls a day in order to satisfy his small, allegedly deformed penis, according to the testimonies of Virginia Guiffre, who is now conveniently dead despite never having been suicidal. The System and Hollywood is one big loosh farm, and loosh is a slang term for etheric-level energy.
Youth and fertility outwardly display etheric radiance that most of us have lacked our entire lives, even when we were also young people. Like any form of wealth, people want it and will do anything to get it. It goes without saying they don’t feel they should have to earn it.
God bless the old people who look old
I’d like to take a moment to acknowledge those who grow old gracefully and without intervention. Most people my age (52) and older in the Midwest have not undergone plastic surgery in order to look younger. Either we cannot afford it, or it just never occurred to us. The result is old people who look old and do not pretend to be interested in looking young. Many are not even on social media, save a barely-used Facebook profile that exists only to locate missing community pets or to sell or give away an extra microwave. In other words, we have in the Midwest a bastion of sanity where a query about a facelift in late middle age would be answered with “Are you nuts?”
When we look into what goes into looking “good”, it is easy to gloss over the seriousness and the potential health risks of these procedures. Emma stone recently morphed her gracefully aging face into the facsimile of a ginger space alien. Lindsay Lohan’s transformation was so dramatic, it is suspected she body swapped with a lab grown clone of herself. Selena Gomez went from a chonky, voluptuous Torrid model to Ozempic, grim reaper gaunt in the span of one season of Only Murders in the Building.
Ouch
A facelift entails cutting your face off, pulling it tight like cling wrap on a bowl of yesterday’s three bean chili, and trimming off the excess skin along with its blood vessels, hair follicles, and some nerve endings. The “excess” that has been circumcised from your assorted facial mounds and phalli is thrown away as medical waste. If we were to view a video of this procedure, it would easily fit into the triple X horror genre for its gratuitous blood and brutality.
If you remember the puffy, life preserver faces of Courtney Cox and Chrissy Teigen in the Covid era, you saw the result of injectable hyarulonic fillers. Filler use, along with Botox and other nerve agents, is so ubiquitous, one can go to any random parlor known as a med spa in order to obtain injections. In these med spas, one’s face and body will be injected with fake fertility juice by uncredentialed amateurs. Local health departments have no problem shutting down your favorite greasy spoon for its literal grease, but its crickets when the local salons dole out cosmetic procedures that involve the uptake of known toxins directly into the lips, forehead, cheeks, neck, chest, and butt.
Fillers and facelifts are only the beginning of the medical suffering that happens for beauty. Our modern “beauty” procedures make foot binding look harmless and tame. Those women may have been crippled for life, but at least they didn’t have heavy metal, plastic, and black mold poisoning from silicone cutlets embedded under their skin. They were not slicing off their noses piece by piece. They were not injecting drugs that caused instant blindness and perpetual nausea. They were not required to footbind over and over again; a boob job requires replacement every ten years, and as I mentioned, the silicone cutlets are often full of black mold. Compared to the ancient footbinders, our modern “clean” surgeons are the real torturers.
Nicole Kidman looks ghastly. I have always felt she was a good actress. At least in the beginning, she seemed to have the ability to express a wide range of cinematic characters. Boy, it would have been nice to see her age naturally. She had excellent bone structure. Instead, Kidman looks pinched and snatched, her once-pretty face and body distant knockoffs of the features that once made her fetching. She is an unintentional parody of her former loveliness.
She used to be slim; now she is emaciated and ropy. She used to have small, perky breasts; now she has a bolted-on cuirass. She used to have an adorable nose; now it has been whittled down into a fishbone. I am not sure why we have to explain to anyone why weeks of seeping bandages, insomnia, and searing pain are not worth the results as displayed by Nicole Kidman. Nicole Kidman is what diminishing returns look like. All the money in the world can not make her whole.
For a brief time, the Brazilian Butt Lift or BBL was all the rage before GLP-1 drugs like Ozempic took center stage and emaciation became hot. The BBL involves liposuction and redistribution of waste fat in the derriere. BBLs almost always result in a permanent, shelflike, poopy diaper behind. It also results in permanent nerve damage and death in many cases.
Trends are fleeing but amputation is forever
People who chase the plastic procedure dragon demonstrate a fundamental misunderstanding of the rules of physical incarnation. They think the rules do not apply to them or can somehow be avoided. Much like the well-educated idiots who dream of colonizing Mars, they fail to take harsh reality into account. Filler does not dissolve. It attracts water to itself and grows. Fat taken out of the butt and put in the face still thinks it is in the butt. Eat too much and it grows exactly at the rate of butt fat. Male-to-female trans bottom surgery victims who have gruesome colon vaginoplasty—a surgery far more barbaric than medieval trepanning that involves turning a part of the lower intestine into a fake vaginal canal— must spend the rest of their lives dilating a second stinky butthole that sits next to their amputated urethra.
Buccal fat removal, an especially nasty procedure popularized in the 2020s, involves the sucking out of tissue in the mid-cheeks to achieve a sculpted, chiseled, Handsome Squidward appearance. What it fails to take into account is the ravages of time. Nobody knows how having no buccal fat will age and nobody bothered to find out before having it done. Lea Michele, Anya Taylor-Joy, Bella Hadid, and Margot Robbie have allegedly volunteered their own faces as test subjects, and it is already becoming apparent that the After photos are not an improvement.
Modern allopathic medicine only has two strategies when a patient comes in with a complaint: cut it or drug it. Got headaches? Drug it. Obese? Cut it with a lap band and drug it with GLP-1. Heart problems? Drug it. Diabetes? Drug it. Heart attack? Cut it. Take a leg vein and patch that sucker into the aorta. Hips or knees becoming unusable because of genetics, overeating, and a lifelong avoidance of moderate exercise and basic stretching exercises? Cut it and embed a titanium prosthesis. Cancer? Cut it and drug it. Depressed? Drug it. Showing the normal signs of human aging? Cut it and drug it, forever and ever until you die.
What if the wages of unearned youth are unearned age?
I believe in reincarnation. As anyone who reads my essays knows, I avoid unearned wealth because I believe taking it on in this lifetime is merely an agreement to pay for it in a future lifetime. The richer I become, the more I will give away, because I do not want stocks and bonds that support a market that is owned by private equity firms like Blackrock and Blackstone. If I ever manage to have savings over the couple of hundred dollars I have now, I will choose to keep it in a modest, interest-bearing savings account, but that is as far as I will take involvement with the stock market.
My instinct tells me that Martha Stewart, a woman who I used to like and admire (and whose recipes and tips are still pretty good) will be paying dearly for her unearned looks in a future lifetime as well as any unearned wealth she has amassed outside of her brief prison sentence. For those not in the know, Martha Stewart is 80 something years old, but she has transformed herself into what looks like a 38 year old vixen. She can live it up now, but to my mind there will be no avoiding multiple future lifetimes of looking old and haggard before her time.
Come at me, bro
To the keyboard warriors who are triggered by this free article and who want to scream at their screens “Let people look how they want to look!” I say a resounding NO. They can butcher their faces and bodies however they like because it is a free country, but I am also free to disturb their tranquility with hurty words. My words would be meaningless and easily discarded if they did not stir something deep in your fractured conscience, so chew on that. I will give you no peace.
When we glance admiringly upon oldsters who have injected, flayed, and drugged themselves into looking f**kable without saying anything, we perpetuate a System that preys upon youth, skins off its face, and wears it as a costume. There is no way I am wasting my life emulating that model of existence. When we look upon the chopped ones without saying anything, we sign off on increasingly younger people butchering their faces and bodies in the modern equivalent of trepanning. This hideous System turns out its fair share of lobotomized boss babes who have gained the whole world while losing everything that was worth living for, like Britney Spears. I can and will die on this hill, and you don’t have any power over me because I cannot be bought.
I will not go gentle into that good night and neither should you.
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Date: 2025-11-18 11:14 pm (UTC)My brother in law is an attractive man, but he is also literally addicted to dating apps, and has been for over 10 years. He has destroyed at least 3 relationships which had a genuine chance of lasting by being unable to settle with one girl, and chasing the next one, who might be that little bit better (see also: The Secretary Problem and the expression "letting the great be the enemy of the good"). Now he is well into his 30s, one-night stands on Tinder, Hinge etc with increasingly unhinged (pun intended) women are the only option, as any woman with the emotional stability for commitment is likely to come with baggage (divorcee and/or children). Younger women are apparently a hot mess of political activism, identity politics and significant emotional issues. It seems that the overpopulation problem is already solving itself.
I had to look up the majority of the surgical procedures and celebrities you mentioned (admittedly with a slightly ghoulish curiosity) - not pleasant.
Jenna Ortega is another casualty of the buccal fat removal - she seems to have turned from Wednesday Addams into Morticia...
And Nicola Kidman now looks like she is auditioning as a Stepford Wife.
Oh, and I was reading through your essays on Substack the other day (I don't, and never will have a Substack account to comment with) and I can't remember or find which one it was, but you mentioned how much young adult fiction involves a place like Hogwarts, or Charles Xavier's school for gifted youngsters.
Well I came across this article the other day:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cvgdngkxedzo
Scroll part way down - does the building look familiar?
There's a real trope in young adult fiction of a troubled teenager being taken to 'school' of some kind, where their 'specially specialness' is finally seen and appreciated.
Unfortunately I believe this may be part of a 'predictive programming script', to make the unfortunate souls who have been taken be more compliant.
Stephen King, who is clearly heavily compromised, wrote a book called "The Institute" (now, obviously, a mediocre Amazon Prime series) where psychically gifted children and teenagers are stolen away to the eponymous institute to be used as psychic weapons.
Life imitates art. Or should that be the other way round?
Oh, and the black goo you mentioned as well, especially in relation to black mould (as referenced in the breast implants - I hadn't heard of that before, but I guess silicone sealant in shower cubicles goes equally mouldy). There's something really weird going on with fungi - they seem to evolving and proliferating rapidly.
I think I mentioned this several years ago just as an interesting aside, but black mould was discovered growing in nuclear reactor cooling ponds, actively growing on the energy of the radiation. This was viewed as just as interesting oddity at the time by the scientists (and myself, when I mentioned it, as an example of "wow, look how life adapts") but now I'm wondering if the radiation has also been sutbly evolving fungi over the past 50+ years. Potentially to find new niches which are at 37.5°C, similar to a cooling pond.
You get things like the "caterpillar brain fungus" (cordyceps) and a similar one in ants, which affects their behaviour and makes them 'want' to get eaten by birds, to spread the fungi. Humans with black mould poisoning get physical symptoms, but also very strange psychological ones.
This same cordyceps fungus is in a video game (and, regrettably, yet another Amazon series) called The Last of Us as the source of a human zombie plague. There are several other book/media tropes of "fungi turning people into zombie-analogues", such as "The Girl With All The Gifts".
I realise that I reference books, movies and games quite a lot, but it's quite an interesting way to 'sample' the current astral plane, in the same way that Jung had lots of patients seeing Wotan in the lead-up to WW2.
Tech-bros are (or probably used to be, before they were replaced by AI) heavily into micro-dosing psilocybin, which is, of course, a fungal toxin. Perhaps they opened up a little doorway in their heads to the fungal hive-mind, and in turn, wanted to bring about a worldwide Borg collective-style fungal colony of humans? (Elon's neural lace looks a lot like fungal hyphae as well)
Certainly in my country, the overall climate is becoming more warm, humid and damp - perfect mould conditions unfortunately. I heard on a podcast that August in Japan is known as the 5th, very unwelcome, 'mould season', where the combination of high humidity, high rainfall and heat result in everything getting a black coating of mould. Yuck. I hope we don't get that here. I may or may not have espoused my thoughts on the magnetosphere weakening, but if so, the increased solar radiation will also be like rocket fuel to a radiation-eating black mould.
Apologies, this got very off-topic to your post...
Mr. Crow
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Date: 2025-11-20 05:07 am (UTC)Agreement.
Date: 2025-11-19 04:57 am (UTC)I think that medicalisation of superficialities is wrong, but I’m not going to save them from themselves.
But if they ask, I will tell them. I hate to see them destroy their uniqueness, but I’m pretty resigned to the fact that I don’t have any influence over most things. So I keep my own counsel.
But I support your efforts to hurt their feelings! Some things are just wrong.
Re: Agreement.
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