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Look What You Made Me Do

Back when I used to keep abreast of the music world, I liked some of Taylor Swift’s songs. Then she started to make the transition from country to pop; from sweet to mean because this image was crafted out for her a long time ago by her handlers. 

A lot of us miss the symbolism in music videos because we’re busy admiring what a “masterpiece” it is. There is a lot more going on than the so-called Katy Perry, Kim K, and Kanye drama. So. Much. More!

Also, my reactions may not be your cup of tea. It might be sarcastic and I also tear lyrics apart. Let’s react to it in 3…2…1…

0:14: This post-apocalypticish setting reminds me of Michael Jackson’s Thriller.

0:16: R.I.P. TS reputation. She doesn’t care anymore and she’s going to show everyone her true colors.

0:20: Ahhh! Zombie Swift! Kill it quick before it multiplies! On a serious note, though, she is implying that she is coming back from the dead. 

0:34-48: Zombie Taylor is burying the old Taylor. The corpse is then juxtaposed with the almost new persona bathing in a tub full of expensive jewelry and a single dollar bill. The dollar bill is there to reference her recent sexual assault case against a Colorado radio DJ. She sought only one dollar in damages. 

0:51: Is she a Queen? An evil Priestess? The identical pillars has an inscribed Latin phrase on it, ‘Et tu Brute’ meaning “And you, Brutus?” I didn’t appreciate Shakespeare (I still don’t) and saw it as a punishment whenever we had literature period back in school, but I remember this phrase from the Julius Caesar play. Caesar said these words as he was being stabbed to death by his friend Brutus. What is she implying here, eh?

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Also, she is surrounded by snakes. This is deceiving. Rather, she is deceiving us.

0:52-57:  But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time. Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time I am sorry, but what? You rose up from the dead all the time? Only Jesus Christ can do this.

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0:59: I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined. I check it once, then I check it twice, oh! Is she Santy Claus?

1:08: Because self-destruction is so sexy…

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…and she survives this to childishly pin the blame on whomever she is addressing. This scene is about indulgence, pride, and attention seeking. 

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I think this is Tay Tay’s good girl gone bad period. We’ve seen it with many other singers over time: 

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They need to stay relevant so they pull out all the stops even if it means going for the “diss track”.

1:21: Miley, is that you? 

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Okay, okay, I can’t help, but think of ‘Can’t Be Tamed’ or something like that. Tay Tay is swinging like an imprisoned bird in orange in a huge cage while men guard her. Is she implying that she feels trapped within her identity? To make matters worst, Tay Tay has a human-sized bird cage in her real home. Rich people buy the silliest things.

Also, ALSO, there is something sinister about her saying: I don’t like your kingdom keys. They once belonged to me. In the book of Revelation, Jesus Christ holds the keys. The Great Deceiver is hard at work to make people think that he is the rightful heir to the kingdom.

1:36-1:43: The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama. But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma Yes, because revenge belongs to you.

1:51: Girl bots. This might be a reference to her cult-like squad, but it is also a reference to the mass of young girls she has been brainwashing with her music.

2:06: Look what you made me do. Look what… Honestly, I was not paying attention to the song, so I just realized that she sampled Right Said Fred’s ‘I’m Too Sexy’.

2:09: Demasculating of men. Also, I counted 8 male dancers in heels. Forget the ‘I ❤ TS’ t-shirts, the 8 men represent her high profile exes. What did they make her do?

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2:22: T. Swift or Andreja Pejic?

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Either way, her new persona is very androgynous.  

2:26: Blatant crucifixion pose as Tay Tay stand watch over her fighting personas in a pyramid. 

2:58: “I’m sorry, the old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now.” “Why?” “Oh, ’cause she’s dead!” See? Good girl going bad. It happens all the time in this industry. When they ascend to another level, they automatically leave their old self behind. She’s leaving the light to embrace the dark.

3:36: And now, she’s poking fun at herself. I don’t have time for this nonsense.

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And let’s skip right to the moment that started her transformation before our very eyes:

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Overall, I think the lyrics are pointless and her attitude petty, musically bemoaning this and that. Why throw tantrums? You’re too old for that, Tay Tay. But hey, music gotta sell and she have brains to wash, no matter how stupid the song or the video is. The video is basically about self-love and indulgence everything that God does not stand for.

People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy,

without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good,

treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God

having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.

2 Timothy 3:2-5

Books & Reviews 📚

Book #56: Private Down Under

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The world’s most exclusive detective agency opens a new office – in Australia!
With the best detectives in the business, cutting edge technology and offices around the globe, there is no investigation company quite like Private. Now, at a glittering launch party overlooking the iconic Opera House, Private Sydney throws open its doors . . .

Craig Gisto and his newly formed team have barely raised their glasses, however, when a young Asian man, blood-soaked and bullet-ridden, staggers into the party, and what looks like a botched kidnapping turns out to be a whole lot more.

Within days the agency’s caseload is full. But it is a horrific murder in the wealthy Eastern Suburbs and the desperate search for a motive that stretches the team to the limit. Stacy Friel, friend of the Deputy Commissioner of NSW Police, isn’t the killer’s first victim – and as the bodies mount up she’s clearly not the last . . .

Author: James Patterson; Michael White
Publisher: 
Vision
 (March 21, 2015)
Chapters: 
113
Pages: 
368 including an excerpt from Burn
Series: Private #7

When I read the Prologue, I moaned out loud, “Oh no, not another Red!” I disliked NYPD Red. Here is the thing: no one – and I mean no one! – writes a blurb like JP. You read the back cover of the book and it grabs you and you desire to read the book, without knowing the disappointment that lies ahead. That’s how good Mr. Patterson is. 

In this novel, Private Sydney works on 3 cases:

1. A Chinese guy crashes Private Sydney’s official opening party, blind, bloody, deaf and dead. Darlene soon links the dead victim to the triad gang and things took a turn for the worst from there.

2. A pop star who thinks his manager is trying to kill him as he approaches 27 (Club 27). For some reason, Mickey Spencer’s story was out of place and didn’t work out for me.

3. A crazed serial killer murdering wealthy women. Here’s the thing, I am tired of reading about scornful female serial killers from JP. From the start, I’ve known that this one was female.

I didn’t get why Justine Smith was there. I didn’t feel her and I didn’t like her. She even managed to make Craig Gisto, boss of the new Private, look stupid sometimes. Her character was somehow out of place. It was also nauseating reading about him telling us how good Justine looked in whatever clothes she was wearing as if this was a fashion story.

A few things irked me and I’ll be even more irked if I don’t talk about it. Deputy Police Commissioner Brett Thorogood and wife, Greta, was running late for the wife’s birthday party. A babysitter was supposed to have shown up to babysit their two children, but instead, a total stranger showed up with an excuse. And not just any stranger, this woman, Julie was the serial killer. Why would any law enforcement person leave their children in the hands of any stranger? And what happened to the little girl after she caught Julie playing around with her mother’s clothes and makeup? It wasn’t revisited.

Also, I am not Australian and I don’t have Australian friends, but I felt as if I was reading a Los Angeles style setting because of the lack of Australian terminology. Well, I’ll give points for the mention of the ice bar!

I am not friends with ice though.

Ex- military police, Mary was my favorite character.

It was a page-turner, yes, but not in that excited gripping kind of way. It was an all-nighter, yes, but that’s because JP writes short chapters to give the reader an awesome illusion that the book will finish faster and I can’t help but read his books in one day or two. ALSO, JP should stop lending his name to other authors because although they try to replicate his style of writing, it never works and that’s cheating readers of his work. How many ways can a man cheat? Ask James.

NOTE: This Private has nothing to do with the Private series starring Jack Morgan.

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365 Days of Writing

September 12th: Toy story

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What was your favorite plaything as a child? Do you see any connection between your life now, and your favorite childhood toy?

Well, my favorite plaything is now my mascot… somewhat. One day, my sister put it in my working handbag as a prank, but it backfired on her because my colleagues fell in love with the orange tiger thing that has a small black heart on the side of its mouth (right side).

He even got a small photo shoot out of it:

And here he is in a tree during a fire drill exercise: 

I was told that I should probably open a fun Instagram account for it, but I don’t have the time for that. And that’s my toy story adventure with Ricky the Tiger. Don’t judge me. I had a wild imagination when I was little. I am actually surprised that this toy actually lasted long, though. Tammy can testify to this fun experience. Hahaha!