Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Honey Boo Boo: June Shannon Doesn't Care What You Think And I Kind of Like That

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Tonight Here Comes Honey Boo Boo is ready to wrap up its first season, going down as one of the most successful reality shows on TLC. People across the country are enjoying the feelings of superiority they experience as they watch 6-year-old Alana Thompson (Honey Boo Boo), her mom June Shannon, and the rest of the family four wheel through mud, buy junk food at an auction and visit the local department store (AKA dump.)

As strange as it sounds, I’ll miss peeking inside their world every Wednesday night. Not just because they’re oddly entertaining but because I’ve worked up a little admiration for June.

As matriarch of the family, June is the mother of four who give birth to her first child at age 15 and became a grandmother at age 32. While the math alone might make you question her parenting skills, there is something about June that I like.

June’s gone on record saying she doesn’t care what people think of her and her family. Her mantra: "I ain't the most beautimos out the box, but a little paint on this barn, shine it back to its original condition. Cause it shines up like it's brand new."

As an admitted people-pleaser and a woman who’s lived most of her life “inside the box,” I think her devil-may-care attitude is pretty cool. I’m envious of the way she doesn’t give a crap about what others think of her and how she seems comfortable in her skin. Did you see the episode where she coached Alana during a pageant by standing in the crowd yelling “Smoochie! Smoochie!” Call me crazy, but I wish I could do that

That’s because I’m the girl who stutters when she has to speak in front of the group at the book club meeting. I’m also completely, totally shy -- a trait that’s often mistaken for snobbiness. I always try to behave in a manner that is socially acceptable and sometimes I get scared that someone I just met won’t like me unless I totally kiss their ass. A lot of the time I want to bust out of my shell, grow a strong sense of self-worth and take on a “who cares” attitude like June. The thing is, I don’t know how. Yet.

Of course there are some things June does that I can never embrace. Like farting at the dinner table. June has no problem with farting. She does it during the opening credits, and then laughs. Farting is not that funny. Same with burping. And just so you know, regardless of what the Thompson family thinks, farting 12 to 15 times a day won’t make you thinner.

I’m also not a fan of the way she allows her daughters to act like wild, hissing animals and then excuses their behavior by saying they can’t be well-behaved all the time. (Actually she says they can’t be “etiquettely all the time”…same diff.)

But gross behavior aside, I kind of like June. Much of the criticism she gets comes from people who assume she’s a stupid Georgia redneck. I beg to differ. June is obviously a savvy woman who has parlayed her families bizarre behavior into a successful reality show.

June knows she’s allowing her daughters to behave inappropriately and you've got to wonder just how much of that inappropriate behavior is real and how much of it is manufactured for reality TV. Either way, they’re building up a nice, fat bank account by not caring about what we think. Rumor is next season they'll be paid $10,000 per episode. Hell, for that amount of money, I probably wouldn't care what anyone thought of me either.

What do you think of June and her parenting skills? Do you think she really doesn’t care what we think or that the family’s eccentric behavior is exaggerated for television?

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1 comment:

  1. What these white trash tramps are doing isn't anything revolutionary. It's the same basic gimmick that Beverly Hillbillies used. They air lots of dirty laundry while going out of their way to offend the standards of others who have some. A lot of older inner city blacks still, publicly, use the technique too. Endless "laughs".

    If you really want to be like that hog, then there's nothing stopping you. Just let a few rip at the table - if you think it's so liberating. There's also waiting rooms, libraries, restaurants and all kinds of other snob institutions that are oriented around civilized behavior. Oh you'll make friends. You'll lose a bunch too. They will each fall into very easy to distinguish categories as well. Something tells me, though, that you prefer playing the enabler.

    At any rate, that's the wrong way to build confidence. The right way is to scrape directly against the sensitivities of the lowlifes who would hold everybody back from being their best. Be classy. Be smart. Be proper. Show off real talents that they don't have. Do it just to piss them off and learn to enjoy their indignation. That's confidence. It's also a win-win for you. You lose nothing by causing the filth to peel itself away from you.

    If you are of the disposition that always forms a symbiosis with the friendless and unpopular, then it's time to check that. Find out the real reasons that they are scorned - not their martyrdom of lies and half-truths. Ask yourself why you feel that the relationship benefits you. Perhaps in the end all that it is is the emotional blackmail of making you feel like a loser if you won't be a friend to them who condones their faults. The way that usually works is by making you feel like your better points are your liabilities while your acknowledged good points are only whatever you have in common with them. You can be sure that you are being sniggered at behind your back. Try paying yourself a few compliments around them, where your real good points are concerned. If you pick up on any indignation or anger then you know what you need to know. It's time to kick friendless Quasimoda back into her own circle. "Opposites attract" is bullshit.