Justin Bieber is just a reincarnation of Michael Jackson and The Beatles: a marketing gimmick–a commodity that appeals to the asexual-lust of our culture’s sexually retarded daughters. Justin Bieber, like the many gimmicks before him, is packaged with musical mediocrity that spoon-feeds incessant, remedial themes to the proudly uncultured children, numbing minds towards idiocy and docility.
As an asexual-lust commodity, the Justin Biebers of the world reassure parents in the foolish hopes their daughters will remain asexual indefinitely. Nope. Although your daughter first focuses on Justin Bieber’s smile and meticulously non-threatening antics, nevertheless, sooner or later, she will harbor the hope that Justin Bieber will sire her children.
Justin Bieber will never sire your daughter’s children. And anyone else in the world cannot measure up to her Bieber-fantasy, so, for the rest of her life, she will be fundamentally disappointed that she did not end up with the Justin Bieber of her generation.