Mean Halloween Whorewood (sexy?) boys & girls. Obsession with being the best blow-up doll sexy product WHILE selling faux "feminism" as a by-product of sexy sexy sexy ape- rape-not-a-date high school drop-out cheerleader!

 "Mean Girls (2024)--Avantika sings 'Sexy'~~(Full Song)/Paramount Movies". Paramount Movies. February 29, 2024.

"Crass--Banned from the Roxy (Lyrics)". Crisp. May 9, 2016.

I can't believe it, I am smiling, enjoying and really artistically "turned-on to this "teenager" movie that is more like adult soft-porn Whorewood and what it is selling, and demanding upon pain of death.

Being a sex object above all else. I can't express how the "power" of the rape 4th Reich cheerleaders is expressed through the erogenous zones of the males' members and their enthusiasm for putting the cheerleaders urging them on to rape and torture me--and my one, endless biggest fault, they all scream, is that I am not "sexy" and certainly not in their elitist beauty certificate-of-highest rank clique.

Unfortunately, the years of me screaming, in teleportation, about the YEARS of them ordering their minions to have me mutilated, poisoned into a huge and deformed mass of black, stinking poisons and other noxious chemicals, on a daily basis for well over a decade as the entire organization had this filth poured into my body because I was winning too many sports contests, way back in the day.

And I began to watch this movie, expecting the usual nothing, blank ennui but it didn't look like it centered around psychopathy, murder or horror or machismo--and it began so well I knew it was going to be very good, and after about 1/3 to half, I am so into this movie

it is so Whorewood--it is so the epitome of the philosophy of feminist rape culture outta straight crooked Beverly Hills that I have been subjected to as an object of abject torture and hate and mutilation with the screaming admonition that they are more beautiful (sexy) but, of course, they never stop having my body piosoned and mutilated just to make sure....

MEAN GIRLS and BOYS of Whorewood

and I also thought, before having watched this film, (it really is more of just a precursor to the adult world of the entertrainment (sic) buz biz

that upon watching the IMDB Halloween costumes from various celebrities, without exception, not a single costume was "scary". The costumes that the celebs wore, which IMDB, a font of 4th Reich advertising for the mind programmers----aka celebrities and their producers, writers, directors and "news" about their plights in the industry and gossip, it has it all (except for many other subjects and personalities that are outside of the 4th Reich milieu).

All the women looked like sci-fi porn fixtures for fantasy

the celebrities except, as I recall, there was one actress who really put on a wardrobe of fantastic "scary" latex monster costumes but still---sexy.

And the only "power" it seems that the Mee 2 fems have is still, whether old or young, how "sexy" they are and how enticing they are and how many face "feminine" virtues they espouse such as how much they "care" about women's rights and about the environment and etc.

In order to appear as "feminists" for the rape culture of Whorewood and indeed, of The world

they must be at the very least sexually enticing to the point that their photos must appear like they are constantly having orgasm or on the verge of absolute erotic explosion.

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Underneath it, is a violent and hostile domain of vicious clawing for power and ruthless competition for sexiest celebrity in order to obtain that worthiness of the politicians who then sponsor their terrorism using mind programming tech, and thus put into higher echelons of control and influence around the world. 

The movie plot is so alike high school but more like what I have seen of Whorewood at it's most hostile hypocritical hate. 

The teenagers writhe like animals and the "lion" symbol is of course very close to the Nazi/white supremacist Lion logo of being the "apex predator".

The movie is really about so much of American society as a parallel to high school. How many people actually move on from high school and the associations that one learns to foment in that learning school of life? 

I think most people who attend high school in America will relate to this movie. It makes it something touching on "great art" in that it has a universal theme, highly evolved in meaning yet it appears like a superfluous silly "girly" problem movie. I am very pleasantly surprised and it's also a musical, something I have not found to be very interesting in the modern (or even older) iterations but this is truly wonderful---

and one clip in particular just made me think of both Whorewood and the obsession with comparing the torture victim to millionaires glowing with smug superiority after their mangled victim, who they are stealing ideas from non-stop, is supposed to be considered "inferior" because their very nasty clique exclusion is now on a more universal scale, and amongst the people of society, into a blacklisting phase where people are now facing homelessness, no health care, and these girly mean expletives have so much more fodder for claiming superiority. Behind all this death and destruction of the economy and of life and of the economy, is a bunch of high school mental age mean girls and boys, the cheerleaders and the smug rape jock alcoholic "players" who are so beloved for their immature swagger in their murder and macho crime movie smug appearances. 

High school fantasies abound and the "losers" get "the shit they get" (quote from a song by Crass, "Banned from the Roxy")

That includes, for my personal targeting physical, financial, emotional, sexual, familial, educational, career and anything else--total destruction, enslavement and usurpation without end.

Blacklisting, surveillance, drugging and of course, the ole rape and mutilation to destroy what is left of my body and life and then years and years of teleportation torture while in deep sleep so I can't actually heal my body because they force a "trauma" state every single day. Endless apathy from society and applause endlessly for the perpetrators of these crimes. All obtaining plastic surgery. They are sexually charged up from torture. They are then considered, then, much more worthy after their plastic surgery renovations and the finished product is something you may want to masturbate over and perhaps even have some contact with for a short while--or longer, maybe a lifetime. The plastic-coated terrorists come with their ex-spouses in tow, cheering on the rape after they won divorce settlements for cruelty on the part of the male (sometimes the female as well in counter-accusations). Their children, ever eager to "learn" how to become a high school rape cheerleader and thug macho jock all the rest of their lives, learn assiduously and focus the most concentration on this endeavor (of remaining as Mean-spirited high school in mentality and appearance--FOREVER mean and "sexy"). Makes for psychopathic murdering bigots with torture technology (no movie has yet been made on this theme that I am aware of).

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Renee Rapp WAY over Swift & Eillish---

I listened and watched this part of the movie mesmerized. I am not a fan of this type of genre, but every single thing of this portion of the movie was done so professionally well, so powerful.

I thought the singer was Eillish on a very good day--as she does have some vocal chords

but this was a voice that was precision (was it also heightened by some tweaking of a synth program and mixer board?)

still, the shooting of this sequence was so incredible--it was "hot" it was sad it was beautifully in full color and slow-motion.

I can't believe I am so engrossed in a "high school" movie but this is really what I consider to be a work of art--take it or leave it--in a genre that would otherwise be perhaps dismissed as "bubble-gum" fodder but oh, it's so much the "human condition".

NOW---IMAGINE that these "mean girls & boys" have mental torture technology to inflict death, rape, hate and sickness of spiritual malaise upon a person as they do it constantly night after night, laughing and giggling

and without end for years (as has happened to me every day, day after day, year after year, now over a decade)

and imagine that THIS is being handed to them by Ivy-league "professionals" in Congress who are paid to appear like the "adults in the room", but who join in with the immaturity and giggly torture alongside their blow-job-appearing "sexy" counterparts in Whorewood, the programmers for a death cult trip USA through your insertions of tubes into all your orifices if they could manage it they would project their plastic blow-up doll personalities directly into your genitals and anal cavities--

"Mean Girls--Someone Gets Hurt (MUSIC VIDEO)". Zephyrine. February 15, 2024.

`I have just watched this video for the 3rd time in a row. I have never heard of Ms. Renee Rapp until today, and I had no idea she starred in this role. I thought she was doing a voice-over (which she was but of her own voice) and I thought it was Billie Eillish--. I thought, wow, Eillish sounds incredibly powerful and beautiful in this song. I have heard Eillish singing on the radio and thought it was powerful but not as keenly well done as this from Rapp--the glissando was so impressive, the range the vibrato the pitch and her beautiful performance--(such a cliche to use) her pop star quality but on a level that is far above all that I have seen of the endlessly rotating "divas" who, all of whom have participated in this hateful crime against me--rapp has not that I am aware of and her talent overrides the need to (I hope).

None of the usual pop singers I can listen to longer than a few bars, although they have garnered world fame. I tried to listen to a few other Renee Rapp songs but none have impacted me in this way--a performance in the video along with her voice--and I'm sure her playing this same role on Broadway has enabled her to perfect the performance, which she has done with her choreographer and director. 

I also don't really cherish "blondes" very much but I am "enamored" with her performance and I don't sense from her the typical Nazi feel or aura. I do not want to test this theory so please, "b-word" do not f-ing TELEPORT ME goddamn. I just want to enjoy a movie and performance don't wreck it for me because it's so rare that I enjoy anything of this genre--like, this is the first time I have enjoyed watching a "high school" movie since Grease came out back in the 70's when my other teenager friends took me to this small town movie theater to watch it because "everyone" went---

I hope she replaces the current lot of deplorables who are really Nazi agents endlessly in rotation for grammys and top awards and Time covers and "woman of the Year" for being a rape cheerleader of the 4th Reich--which is what the usual slot of "sluts" really are (because I know).

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15 minutes later, I watched some of Renee Rapp's videos and was not as impressed by the one dance/film clip above---her style is the u usual boppy girly, she does sing with Megan Thee but otherwise, it's not so much

but ONE song was incredibly well done

one song

the rest, could be an amalgamation of all the other songs combined

her vocal range remains in the twilight zone of Taylor Swift--a few notes, sometimes getting a bit into a higher octave

monotonous

lyrics that don't touch me

Her appearance in her videos is bombastic

hyped up "super cool"

there was a song hacked or through the algorithm put on the "shorts" section, I could not distinguish the garbled lyrics but it had something to do with b-word--the title was something about Paris

I'm sure my initial assessment was correct when I wrote "b** don't f-ing teleport me" the b-word being that assessment

but I hate to use that word

it's just a meme by now

so popular in usage now that 'feminism" is officially so long deceased that porn symbols who enthusiastically operate as rape enablers has become the "new feminism" so of course, she's one of the mean high school 4th Reich blondes (with her black minion singing alongside her)

oh well, Whorewood will remain Whorewood. But that ONE SINGLE CLIP is exceptional. Sometimes if mediocrity performs the same thing and then embellishes it so repeatedly, for years, it can come out with ONE single perfected video/edited/synchronized/tweaked visual performance.

Otherwise, probably just another sleazy and sick piece of crap from Whorewood. I have no doubt this is accurate I am by now like a soothsayer in that 98% of all that are part of that level of entertainment are just melted into one singular cesspool following holographic instructions interwoven into the templates embedded into their cervical brain-stems.

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One HOUR later 

I just recalled some of the John Waters' movies about high school dance craze drama comedies with Divine---

cute, but besides Pink Flamingos

somehow i could never really identify these high school drag themed movies as being of "high school" and I could not really connect as I think Mean Girls hits on a cross-section of American culture (without drag queens although--and of course Divine has been one of my inspirations, or he/she/they have been in the past, a long time ago)

yet, this somehow reminds me of myself, and I think this movie will affect a lot of people

I don't know if it is in the running for current awards this year or not or if it has won or will win

I hope it does.

And not become a "cult" classic

but to be recognized

instead of the usual drivel of the 4th Reich terror circuit of the REAL mean, really deadly mean, really psychopathic really mean Whorewood immaturity Nazi infant terrible pre-genocidal influencers with their mind f*(* technology handed to them by the grade school of Congress before any principles have taught them how to adhere to human rights or the "rules" of governing responsibly, for the concern and welfare of the citizens and not just their sexy mental masturbation plastic hard fantasy terror and crime partners to create a misery mess in the "playground" of torture and murder. That truly is what they are fabricating RIGHT NOW while everyone is just "entertained" by the little boys and girls gyrating around singing their songs and playing masturbation fantasies for celluloid 4th Reich programming with mind programming technology to keep you masturbating to the point of becoming blind from it all (as the old saying went, if you masturbate too long you will go blind).

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Learning a few things about this apparent "franchise" of "Mean Girls"--which I may have heard of before but promptly forgot and never watched, paid attention to or what...ever.

The reviews I have seen online are abysmally in disfavor of this version which I so enjoyed watching. I am always, it would seem, against the "grain" of public opinion in such matters as the people and films or tv shows I really like are as quickly negated as I am, in the public purview of mainstream acceptance. 

Because I have not seen any of the former productions or read the book, I cannot therefore be dismayed at the regurgitation which so many of the critics claim. I try to fast-forward through their synopses of what they did not like, but all I heard were plot summaries and a few disgruntled remarks which did not seem like bona fide critical review but only personal grudges that their favorite films were not re-invented in this current version. 

I heard one statement that the "Regina" character was "supposed to be a Barbie" and the commentator was grim about her dislike of the reinvention of the blonde icon that is so instrumental in Nazi iconography. 

I also saw that this singer, Renee Rapp put out some videos "coming out" and perhaps that is the distinguishing feature about her that I intrinsically understood to be outside of the "normative" values of the hateful paradigm of the 4th Reich, although I suspect these are not totally absent but she does deviate from the norm in that capacity. Being a lesbian or bi is no way makes a person less or more compassionate or prone to fully supporting thug jock rape culture of male supremacy-mostly white. 

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When I see the clips from the earlier versions I see static almost paper-cut 2-dimensional TV-land characters who hold no fascination. 

In the modern version, I see the "new" generation which, in my opinion, is just emulating what was so ostracized when "my" generation, only a tiny percent of which, actually "invented" these clothing styles and the subculture genre--for which I am still under lock and key and surveillance to be "controlled".

The review were done by people with the helium style voices (which some of the actors and singers in the current version also have, this is H-wood and the mainstream does not change so much even when they are imitating the old styles that "MY" generation was outcast for, but clung together and had so much fun and hated the "normal" fashion--and where are all those people now?

Well, maybe they have made this movie, the current version to remember their old high school and college days

the movie is set it appears in the suburbs of Chicago, my home state so the mentality is very much to what I actually did grow up around in Champaign (Illinois). I think the writer may have included that aspect of location, so I could really identify with it because it WAS exactly like the atmosphere of my school days when the gonads were springing up and these identities were more visible (there were no openly gay people in my schools growing up, it was very taboo at that time). I was, of course, in my MK ULTRA state, actually constantly assaulted by a bi-sexual female (while sleeping) who was my "best friend" and this MK ULTRA situation enabled her the chance to live out her proclivities while I was in a deep sleep hypnosis state, unaware completely of what was going on. 

If I had not been so drugged, I would not have chosen her as a "friend" which she never actually was. But I was not with the blonde cheerleader and jock clubs and my school really was divided in the same exact way (in Wisconsin, very similar and not far from Illinois).

What I see in the negative reviews are the mainstream rejecting the more subculture aspect of this film, because the original had something like soap opera style fashion and very plain blondish faces that you would see in teen fashion magazines; the dyed green hair, the wile eye make-up, the extravagancies of what "We" wore back in the day, which I sort of still wear now and am accused of trying to "dress like young people" as if I am imitating them but really I, or people around me, created these fashions as lifestyle statements. I think that is why these reviews are so negative.

One of the really nasty and ugly blonde bigots (the rape cheerleader, most vicious and ugly and nasty but considered one of America's blonde "next door" (skank) icons, who also obtained something like $9 million and a studio after having viciously attacked me in teleportation plus the torture apparatus--they wanted this rotten Nazi skank type of fake "all-American" to represent the "Mean Girls" and not this sort of "freak" element that is so alternative, at least outwardly so. The movie has a positive ending of people just accepting the idiosyncrasies of the 'other", those with dyed green hair, nose rings, piercings, gay and lesbian lifestyles, don't want to be "Barbie" as the almost enraged commentator says that the "Regina" character "is supposed to represent a Barbie" but that is not what this newer version is about.....

it's not about the blonde rape cheerleaders so very nasty who get paid in millions by the older dino alcoholic men of Congress who masturbate over the near-orgasm Nazi women who invite them to teleport me alongside them (who steal my ideas constantly from non-stop torture extraction) who then are also paid to represent "feminism" so these old dinos can feel relieved that their "system" will remain intact.

Thusly, I doubt this new version will receive many positive reviews from the gamut of the "accepted" critics. I know that I am censored from having any real outreach on the actual web and that what people are reading is on the "Dark Web" or so it would seem. Likewise, only the critics who demand Barbie 4th Reich Klaus Barbie imitations are allowed to make any commentary, and mostly that is bereft of any real content and mostly focusing on superficial plot review or demands for what they need for the endless Klaus Barbie circuit of male and female Mean genocidal-tards to endlessly be in play, remaining in kindergarden massacre mode with murder and mass torture and death technologies at their disposal, with mass mind control via the "mainstream" acceptable limited range of "movies" that they are endlessly in rotation to be awarded for--now the "in" thing is to join in teleporting me to torture and abuse me (to death) giggling and laughing.

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In my high school--Nicolet, in Glendale, Wisconsin (suburban Milwaukee)---I was out cast for rejecting being attacked by my (what I did not know was) Nazi step-mother. It's a long story, but in short, I did not simply agree to being oppressed and this is the same exact formulaic attack upon me that is ongoing now--it was poisning, so I was extremely ill and I felt very sick within a few months as my body swelled up to a huge size--as usual. She had invited her nieces (around my age) to sabotage me and she constantly insulted my family while my father watched on saying nothing and smiling)

Because I fought back, the "word" came out at my high school like wildfire and the blonde cheerleader squadrons and jocks really became antagonistic, and that was the very large majority of my school at that time. Just ask good ole Oprah about it because she was around 5 years my senior at that same school and was "popular" =--and I only saw one single black person welcomed into the white 4th Reich cheerleader and jock group--he was a football player, etc.

I would hand make paisley pants and I wore pseudo punk clothing to school and the students (i.e. cheerleaders) would glare and stare in unison at me as I walked past).

Not strange that in Minneapolis Prince's Paisley Park was a place I was invited to hang out (and meet Prince at the recording studio) but I was too brainwashed/drugged and bloated to feel comfortable (I really knew that I could not handle the situation although I did not know why, I just knew that my body was oddly shaped and that Prince would probably not like that and I just, with so many things I want to retain as being something I like, avoided contact although I highly respected him, listened to his albums--in the early days--almost every day, etc).

But I got my real fashion school training at First Avenue, but I created my own fashion in high school not only as rebellion against the mainstream, but also because I did not like the ugly fashion of the 80's that the "yuppies" wore (Izod sweaters, sailboat shoes forgot the names of them) and horrid--I tried but 

Once I got to Minneapolis it was like--after I finally got to First Avenue

where I flourished and have never ever tried to imitate the mainstream or loved or yearned for the magazine fashion

I am still making my own fashion but am still too sick and the celebrity parasites suck so much of my life force out of me and poison me so badly I can barely function. Just cleaning up the endless stinking filth they have sprayed into my home takes up far too much of the little strentgh I have left after they abuse me for about 8 hours with vicious insults and hate. They steal as much as they can out of me and then destroy what I make by hand and claim whatever they steal from my ideas or whatever as their own concept and profit off it while I remain bedridden, fighting to not get killed from exhaustion from non-stop abuse from one psycho-sleaze mean genocidal immaturity bot after the next

all wearing the fashions that are so boring and acceptable and repetitive but endlessly chastizing me

poisoning me so I am bloated, just like in this movie they did that

by the way, that is not a joke it is what the terrorists do to their targets (poison them to make them "fat")

FIRST AVENUE (MINNEAPOLIS) CIRCA 1983--the fashions now semi-apparent in the new Mean Girls (or offshoot of this older style, which is now the "new" for mainstream but "alternative" but mainstream anyway. What needs to be focused on is a change in paradigm. This new movie adds the clothing style to the shift in paradigm from the old yuppie concept of "femininity" which the Klaus Barbie critics are so angry about--their anti-feminist Klaus Barbie icons are no longer there, but semi-lesbian style and tougher and slightly meaner in a more "underground" version--far too intimidating for the mainstream critics--(too "woke" they want to turn it all into a "joke" and thus reverse it--that is what they are so upset about as this movie makes "woke" more acceptable than turning it into a "joke").

The 80's "Prince" school of fashion has reached H-wood finally in mainstream, but only in this film which has gotten non-stop bad reviews but before seeing the reviews, I was so thrilled and delighted to see a film I could finally be entertained by which was not about death and crime (exactly) but also with fashion I could relate to. But it was done a long time ago in Minneapolis, only in one oasis from the mainstream at First Avenue and Prince made it possible----(we did it long time ago)