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Mini-Post: A Christian Gertrude Stein?

This post is a brief companion piece to my last post, Please Don't "Protect" my "Purity", which responded to a post from the Christian Blog "He Speaks in Silence."

While browsing the Christian blog, I came across the following bizarre text on the bottom of the page labeled "Meet Diane":

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What do we think this means? Is it a Stein-ist poem, an exploration of language? Is it a blog version of speaking in tongues? Is it a message from God? From the devil? An abstract critique of the difficulties in conforming to beauty standards and sexual double standards facing women in our society (note the references to hair, beauty products, viagra...) or a critique of capitalism (ie, big pharma...)? Is it a code for some ads, gone wrong?

A cry for help?

Like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop, the world may never know.


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