"Mutant and proud."
Some may recognize this phrase from a movie adaptation of X-Men and if you know this movie then you know that it's from some time ago. I honestly don't remember when the movie was released but seeing as I have the tendency to watch films only when the public's interest in them have died down, its probably a bit dated. But that's besides the point. It's been a few months since I watched the movie yet those three seemingly insignificant words continue to resound within me. Is it so weird that I so easily relate to the idea of being a mutant?
What do we mean by mutant? Not surprisingly, when people hear the word mutant, their first go to image is probably some gory monster followed by an image of wolverine or any of the other members of X-Men. I blame Hollywood. But that's a rant for another day. I was trying to point out that mutant can easily be taken to mean being different. And, that's the thing. Aren't we all different? We're all unique. We have our own little, weird quirks with our own take on things. In a way, we're all mutants. And, I really wish we'd all learn to be proud of that.
Tall, thin and adequately tanned body with a face arranged according to the golden ratio. People keep saying that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. It is supposedly a subjective attribute. Or at least, it was until some idiots came up with their idea of beautiful. And, then more idiots decided that there was no other kind of beautiful aside from this one idea. Now, everyone's hurting themselves trying to get themselves to fit a mold that, if we're being honest, is ill-fitting for most people. People have traded their unique bodies for a set of generic and unnatural parts. They have placed their self-esteem in the hands of hypocrites who know nothing but to spit out venomous words laced with envy and insecurity.
This kind of stupidity isn't limited to looks. Some have even gone so far as to attempt to change their attitudes, their likes and dislikes based on what is "acceptable" to society. It is pitiful. It is sad. It is true.
We were all created so beautifully unique yet, by our own choice, we attempt to become nothing more than a second-rate copy of an impossible model. We deserve more than pity hand outs from people. We deserve better. And, we are better. We just need to start embracing our true selves. We need to stop seeing the things that makes us different as ugly and recognize them for what they are. They are the very things that make us beautiful. So, I say, Mutant and proud.