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We all know there’s a hierarchy when it comes to the media importance of a dead stranger. It goes: ugly man < ugly woman < attractive man < attractive woman < beautiful woman < beautiful white woman < beautiful blonde white woman. So Reeva Steenkamp's murder is the JFK assassination of our time. [/caption]
The story of Reeva Steenkamp's death is by now widely known: The girlfriend of athletic cripple Oscar Pistorius (colloquially known as "Blade Runner" due to the carbon-fiber prosthetic legs he ran on), she was shot to death in his bathroom through the door by the South African Olympian, who is now being held in jail on suspicion of murder. The story is huge for a variety of reasons, Steenkamp's beauty and Pistorius' fame chief among them. But I think there is an unspoken undercurrent to the saga that contributes to its popularity as well: That an outsider (Oscar, due to his deformity) would murder a pinnacle of establishment beauty after earning that reward in despite all odds.
It's the principal behind Othello. While leery, the world lets O slide with a white broad as long as he's on his best behavior. But as soon as he murders her, bam, it's "thou art a porch monkey” this and “smoocheth my ivory buttocks, moon cricket” that. Similarly, while people could let slide Oscar Pistorius banging a 10 based upon Olympic accomplishment as long as he thanked God daily for her sweet ass, the instant he revealed himself to be as angry and murderous as a man without legs should be, public thought shifted to, “Enjoy spending life in prison with your mouth at perfect blowjob level once the prosthetics come off, you legless freak!”
Maybe I’m talking out of my ass on this and we’re all just giggling at the fact Oscar had to hop out of bed and STRAP ON FAKE LEGS before chasing down his girlfriend to murder her. But just in case I’m not, remember that, if you’re not one of the beautiful people and you somehow achieve enough to marry one of them, don’t kill them. It’s generally frowned upon.
DebbieG on June 9, 2013
“if you’re not one of the beautiful people and you somehow achieve enough to marry one of them, don’t kill them”
Oscar Pistorius is not one of the beautiful people? Why? Because he’s missing half his legs? How prejudicial, ignorant and downright insulting! Reeva Steenkamp was one of the beautiful people? Really? Seriously? A long faced, boney nosed, small eyed, thin lipped, bleached (hair and anus), botoxed, collagened, siliconed, lasered “montona” who only managed to get four modelling jobs (four) in a ten year “career” and who any model scout in the US, UK or Europe who has been asked has said would never sign up? Whilst he earnt sums from sponsorships from fashion house that she could only dream of? And she was one of the beautiful people? Not him? Please!
Marry? Where did you get that idea from? Who was the one who tweeted a picture of a wedding dress just weeks before her death (then had to explain in a very embarrassing tone, to people congratulating her, that she was not getting married) and who was the one who hadn’t even mentioned the other one for three weeks before her death on social networks or in person? Poor girl.
He had millions of women around the world lusting after him during the Olympics and Paralympics and though he found on returning home that he had placed his trust in the wrong person, it took him no time to get together with a lovely and truly stunning young woman, with a real career as a model, who he was happy with and who adored him. Sadly, she wasn’t part of the despicable mob who ruled his life and that he had made the mistake of thinking were his friends but who were just after reflected glory. They feared losing him to “an outsider” so they alienated her and forced upon him this pushing-30 failed model known for nothing more than working her way up increasingly famous men and who was on her last desperate attempt at success.
This woman’s jealousy and insecurity (a result of an abusive relationship whilst at university and of the shocking comments made about her lack of bedroom skills by another sportsman she had been going out with) only makes it shocking that she wasn’t the one who killed him or any of the several women who she suspected that he was cheating on her with. She was aware of the situation. I guess his not even having bought her a Valentine’s Day present didn’t help matters on that evening from her point of view.
The sad fact is that Reeva Steenkamp briefly got lucky. She thought she’d met the man of her dreams. Unfortunately she wasn’t the girl of his and being a man who has never been short of offers, he was not going to hang around. It’s tragic that it ended like this but the relationship’s days were numbered and being as in love with him as Reeva was, and having already received so many knocks to her fragile ego, I do wonder how Reeva would have coped in life rather than death. Had the relationship ended conventionally, no one would have even heard about her and given that he didn’t want the relationship broadcast and had even only agreed once to as much as pose on a red carpet with her, she would have had to cope with being the “girlfriend” of the man that she hoped would propose to her but that no one other than their friends had even been aware he was dating. Knowing how she felt, that would’ve been tough and Reeva was not strong. God rest her soul.