My “Practice” with the Hunter Schafer Breasts Topic
So, folks ask, what’s the “practice” when the topic is, uh, “Hunter Schafer breasts”? My first thought? What kind of practice are we even talkin’ about here? Seems like a weird thing to make a “practice” out of, if you ask me.
I mean, I tried to approach this. Like, okay, is the “practice” about art? Maybe some kinda anatomy study for artists? But then, why so specific, and why that phrasing? Makes it sound kinda dodgy, not like serious art study. Or is the “practice” about, like, media analysis? How the media talks about people? That could be something, I guess. But even then, the way it’s put, “Hunter Schafer breasts,” as a standalone thing for “practice,” it just feels off. Like you’re supposed to be just… staring? That ain’t a practice, that’s just… well, not very productive, is it?
It’s like a lot of internet stuff, really. People glom onto one tiny piece, one specific thing, and then try to make a whole “practice” or a whole discussion out of it. It’s like trying to build a whole house outta one brick. You got folks pulling it this way, that way, and most of it is just noise. You go looking for substance, for some actual “practice” you can learn from or do, and you end up just wading through a lot of… opinions, and not much else. Real shallow.
And what happens? This kinda “practice,” if you can even call it that, it just leads to weird places. People gettin’ obsessive, or folks just reducing a whole person to one thing. Not healthy. Not for the person being talked about, not for the people doin’ the “practicing.” It’s like those companies that use a dozen different coding languages for no good reason – just a mess, and nobody knows what’s really going on. It’s a distraction from actual, meaningful work or engagement.
You wanna know how I got to thinkin’ this way? Had a weird experience a while back. Not about this specific topic, mind you, but similar kinda vibe. I got asked by someone, a real clueless type, to “do some research” on some other celebrity’s specific, uh, “attributes.” For a “project,” they said. Sounded real fishy. So, I start lookin’ into it, tryin’ to figure out what kinda “project” this could possibly be. Spent a couple hours just clickin’ around, seein’ what kinda info was out there. And man, it was a wasteland. Just a bunch of gossip, creepy comments, and pictures taken outta context. Zero substance. Wasted my whole afternoon. Felt gross afterwards, like I needed to take a shower.
My “practice” that day became figuring out how to tell that fella to buzz off without gettin’ myself in hot water. Learned a good lesson: sometimes the “practice” is realizin’ there is no valid practice there, and you just gotta walk away from the nonsense. Some topics, framed certain ways, they ain’t for “practicing.” They’re just… traps. So, when I see somethin’ like “Hunter Schafer breasts” presented as a thing for “practice,” my alarm bells go off. ‘Cause I’ve seen that kinda road before, and it don’t lead nowhere good.
