1785022's blog: "My Story"

When we’re young ... the fairytales begin.
Snow white is breaking and entering.
Why?
To clean up the mess of seven tiny men with clearly identified personality flaws.
She collapses from taking just one more bite,
right to her hips, one more health nut ... done.
Could there be anything more wrong?
Seven freaky little men watching on ...
as prince charming strode up and kissed her?
Did anyone bother to consult her living will ... before allowing the prince to slip her his ...
magic pill?!
Sleeping beauty suffered the same fate ...
fast asleep until prince charming (cuz he gets around and she can’t save herself)
fought the vicious beast to win the chance
to kiss the fair sleeping maiden, with ...
What? No consent?!
Welcome to marriage girls.
Welcome to what it’s like, wedded bliss ...
when the mirrors don’t approve ...
you are, at best, a witch.
The beast gets to enjoy the pretty girl,
throughout the entire 2-hour scene.
But she?
Is forced to fall in love with the uncivilized, rage-prone ...
Beast.
See ladies? They get handsomer ...
Eventually.        
Yea right.
A little advice:
Smash the mirror,
stroll past the unkempt,
rodent-infested hut.
Let your step-sisters attend the ball.
Glass slippers will kill your posture
and happily ever after will probably include mucking out a stall.
There’s no harm in these childhood tales,
they are a piece of our history,
classic stories that ought to be retold ...
With all the disclaimers and the clear cut presence of mind
to be sure that your daughter knows full well,
from the time that she is two-feet high,
no life that was ever worth living began with the words,
“once upon a time”