Does anyone else wonder if pretty people have better access to opportunities in life simply because of their outward appearance? Part of me is hesitant to think it's entirely true (largely because I'm afraid that if it is true, I am doomed to a limited future). But seriously, do pretty people have opportunities handed to them for superficial reasons?
I was looking through Facebook and encountered the profile of a guy who went to UCSB while I was a student there. He's gorgeous. He's popular. And he seems to live his life on permanent vacation post-college. Yachts, exclusive clubs, pictures of him meeting and talking with Barack Obama. Really? No offense to him, he wasn't the smartest guy on the block. He's certainly not a moron either, though. Granted, I can't truly gauge how his life is panning out based on some pictures posted on Facebook. But it really does seem like his life is damn near close to perfect. I can't help but think that his looks and his confidence, rooted in his good looks, have played some sort of role in all of that.
This isn't to say that I couldn't go spend a bunch of time at the gym and get fit and reap some of the benefits that a nice body can afford a gay guy living in Southern California. Even with that being the case, I can't help but feel that even that wouldn't get me anywhere significant; nor would I want it to. Idealism dictates that I would flip the system on its head... obliterate the blatant favoritism toward the aesthetically pleasing in our society. But since that's not going to happen any time soon, do I need to work on playing within the confines of our societal system? Do I have to find some sort of happy medium between physical beauty and quality of mind that will push me forward? I just hate the idea that I have to work harder than some people just because they have the advantage of looks (for which they didn't have to do anything). I suppose the answer to that is... this is life. It's unfair, biased, and janked.
I hope that I don't feed into the system, but I know I do on a multitude of levels. While I'm friendly to everyone, I find that I become increasingly friendly to attractive men. They don't deserve my added kindness, but I do it without even thinking.
I suppose the questions is: how do I get out of that mindset? Thinking on the subject probably helps. At least I'm not acting blindly.
Maybe everyone should walk around with bags over their heads. Let's even the playing field a little bit, shall we?