You think looks don't matter, huh?
The hog-wash people peddle that beauty is only skin deep ignore the fact that most of the time, you need not look beyond the skin. If you donít believe me, try wanking to an act of kindness. If you even manage to make your soldier stand at attention, you deserve a medal. And an immediate trip to the nearest mental facility because something is wrong with you.
Looks are everything in this world. If you buy a brand new underpants and then use it as a dish washing cloth from day one, anyone who sees you doing the act will possibly never eat in your house. To reiterate my point, try to offer new thongs to your visitors to dry their hands before you serve them the most sumptuous meal. You will be lucky if any of them even sniff the food. Why? Because people associate underwear with all manner of unhygienic acts. And which by the way we all participate in without any hesitation. Speaking of which, you realize people will give you head a million times without thinking itís weird but wait till you tell them to use your underpants as the bathing cloth. Your name is thrown into the weirdoes list for life.
Its all about perception. Human beings judge using their senses - visual sense being one of them. This is the reason why people are afraid of spiders yet they think butterflies look adorable. Yet the bottomline is, both of them are bugs. And that also explains why people will run faster at being threatened with a chameleon than with a knife. Most would choose to have a knife placed on their skin instead of a chameleon. And all because a chameleon is not visually appealing. A knife would kill you but a chameleon, which is pretty much harmless, gets people freaked out more.
My point is, humans use their visual sense to judge things around them way more than that other hogwash of listening to your heart and looking beyond the looks wants you to believe. And for the record if you watch an autopsy on TV or wherever, you donít want to look beyond a person's skin.
This extreme visual judgment may explain why this morning, a grown woman made my morning, through very involuntarily acts on her side. I was coming out of a supermarket in my hood and across the road, in the bus park, I heard a loud scream. Someone was obviously in distress. I went closer to investigate and that is when I saw a woman all hysterical like her world had collapsed. I actually thought someone close to her had died. I was pretty much concerned until I saw the cause of all the fracas. A grasshopper had landed on her chest. The result of that was some mixture of Furifuri dance and an Akorino jingle as she screaming like a Banshee.
Why all the drama? Because the poor creatures donít look appealing. If they were the size of a human being and cross species sex was not an issue, it would never gerrit. Plain and simple. No one will want to be seen fondling the abdomen of a giant grasshopper wearing a God-papa!
So you see, looks do matter. You will be judged by what you wear and how you look. And if you think they dont, buy a thong and use it as a handkerchief. Halafu uitoe kwa matatu. That will teach you a thing or two about what I mean.