The Philosophical Depth of Beauty Pageants
We only hate beauty contests because they remind us we are contestants too, and most of us would not make semifinals. That is the real sting. Not that a few women walk a stage in sequins, but that an entire civilization watches a crude, fluorescent version of its own sorting algorithm and feels seen. So we do what we always do with uncomfortable mirrors. We call them backward, sexist, trivial. We announce that women must be liberated from them, as if the contestants were hostages rather than adults doing risk-reward math in public....