Thylane Blondeau Beautiful Empty Used Shell

Unless you closely follow the pedophilic machinations of the high fashion industry you may not know the name Thylane Blondeau. She’s the haute couture version of babies grown for organ harvesting. The daughter of a Euro soccer star and an actress, the perfect storm of narcissism, Blondeau was put in front of the cameras for professional modeling by age four. At age six, she was declared the most beautiful girl in the world by people who miraculously say such things without fear of being labeled super pervs. At ten, her parents pushed her for a Gary Glitter inspired spread in Vogue. Full grown Vegas whore homage with a fifth grader. Or hypothetically if she attended school.

The fashion media and the celebrity support behind the industry would have you believe that Blondeau’s tale is a success story of a now sixteen year old model walking the big fashion shows of New York, London, and Milan Fashion Week. Or a slightly better sheen than the dark web pedos could muster in explaining their infatuation with underaged girls dressed like Tony Montana’s coked out girlfriend. Blondeau walked in the Dolce & Gabbana show this past week as proof of her success. Or that of her makers’ desire to turn her into a living sex mannequin. 

Parents pushing their pretty daughters and sons to become overtly sexualized, ogled, and often molested at grade school ages aren’t that much different than parents who push their kids into sports with unbound fervor of future sick payoff. Many a world class athlete was putting in four hour training days and weekends and summers by second grade. The sexual assault rate probably wasn’t all that much lower based on all the latter day arrests of coaches, doctors, and grown adults who hang around child pursuits with a creepy zeal. This is the rape culture nobody laments about at HuffPo town halls.

When Blondeau’s tart sex slave photos came out at age ten, there was some hullabaloo among concerned parents groups and responding politicians to do something about visually turning out kids for the sake of the dollar. The politicians wait for the fervor to pass and move on. Similar to immigration. Entertainment, sports, and fashion need baby bodies to be sacrificed in the name of a product in very high demand. It’s a kid slave auction wherein the parents approve in exchange for cash considerations and a pound of fame. Pretty sick shit that nobody will ever take a knee to protest.

There was a time in our history when we decided kids shouldn’t be working the factories or mines regardless of how much it made crass economic sense. We simply didn’t want to be a people who exploited children, or allowed them to exploit themselves. So we stopped them from dropping out of school and working before facial hair made it possible for them to lie about their age. We cut them off from drinking, smoking, and getting the name of the first girl whose tits they touched tattooed across their forearms. Certainly we denied them the right to sell their bodies until they could have an birth certificate on file in that office in Florida showing they were eighteen prior to porn filming.

It’s amazing what immorality we normalize with the simple act of solid public relations and wealthy benefactors. And which battles the media chooses to fight or which to provide cover for. In the movies, a vigilante chick who was assaulted as a girl would take out all those profiting off the backs of kids. In real life, that vigilante chick is on massive amounts of benzodiazepines and SSRIs waiting for the right ledge. Meh, nobody cares. Caulfield out.

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