Behold the selfie; that bold and wonderful homage to narcissism. What
did we all do before we had iPhones and could take photos of ourselves
anywhere at any time no matter the circumstances or if good taste was
involved? How did we manage to not snap a quick shot in front of a
burning building, at someone’s funeral, or in a public bathroom as the
guy next to us was taking a whiz? We shutter (rim shot) to think what
modern life would be like if we couldn’t document the amazing, the
frightening, the absurd.
We’re hoping this is not a joke, that this person actually exists,
and that they were 100% “for real” when they took this selfie. The pink
smart phone gives us hope that indeed SuperFem is real and out there,
somewhere, perhaps snapping a selfie wearing a flowered pillowcase and
holding a giant pink stapler right this very minute. We may never know
the true identity, or gender, of SuperFem, but we can all rest a bit
easier knowing he or she is delusional.
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