I suppose I should be thrilled to hear that Love, Music, and Baby–three of Gwen Stefani’s four enslaved Harajuku Girls–actually use other names and can speak pretty good English and even own clothes that don’t match! They’re people! They are free agents! They are people with minds and thoughts of their own! Holy shit, they can even squeal in horror while watching that “2 girls 1 cup” bullshizzzzzzZZZzzz…
But wait. Wait a minute. So they can speak for themselves, they can dress themselves, and they can read/hear/see/write/speak English damn hell well enough to know that their Geisha homage and ornamentalism is happening all across America just to fatten Stefani’s pockets? That they are contributing to a repulsive stereotype that we should be silent, decorative, wacky accessories? THEY KNOW THIS AND YET THEY CONTINUE TO DO SO? THEY SURE AS HELL BETTER HAVE STOCKHOLM SYDROME.
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