Fearless

WARNING WARNING WARNING!1!
BAD WOMEN AHEAD
I REPEAT, BAD WOMEN AHEAD

It's true, when I’m not thinking about the Roman empire, I’m thinking about bad women. They come in many shades and colours, these bad women. Who can forget Eve? It's her fault we're in this mess. Cleopatra? Snaky woman. Jezebel? Well, Jezebel is Jezebel. Lizzie Borden? Very murdery lady. Marie Antoinette? Let them eat cake indeed. Haha! Bad women have a wry sense of humour. For the most part, I don't mind such women. I mean, there are plenty more men who have done bad shit, so why shouldn't women get a little action too? But there’s a certain class of bad women that makes my skin crawl. Those are spooky women.

Boo!

Spooky women make me uncomfortable because I don’t know what game they’re playing. You see, I understand the motives of the aforementioned bad women, and it usually involves a man, whose motives are basic and easy to understand. But spooky women, I don’t get. What’s their problem? You have La Llorona in Latin American Folklore. The Woman in White in North America along with a bunch of scary dames from the narrative churning machine called Hollywood. Medusa in Greece. Japan has a lot of spooky women like Kuchisake-onna. The Japanese also gave us that long haired wench that comes out of the TV to scare the bejesus out of everyone. Spooky women appear in every culture, and with Halloween just around the corner, they’re going to be out in droves on the streets.

To alleviate my fear of spooky women, I decided to do some AI art therapy. They say that consistent and repeated exposure to the subject of one’s fear leads to a lasting desensitization of the stimuli. Good, I thought. Time for action. So, cracking my knuckles, I fired up Stable Diffusion to confront one of my deepest fears, spooky ladies.