On vicarious confidence

Ryan and I were sitting in Burger King last week when a Shania Twain song came on. We agreed that this hideous music encourages vapid and unattractive women to gloat over themselves. I said this, and Ryan said I should write it down, so here it is:

"I may be a bucktoothed gargoyle, but Shania makes me feel like one hell of a woman."

Same could be used for a lot of female pop singers who disseminate shitty music among dumb people.