Sweet, naive Amy Schumer stumbles upon 3 show biz gals and gets schooled on what she's valued for.

Could this be because women are usually valued by their perceived "shaggability" but men get to be valued for other qualities?

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In this sketch from the season three premiere of "Inside Amy Schumer," Julia Louis-Dreyfus is drinking a toast with her friends (who you might recognize as Tina Fey and Patricia Arquette) in the middle of a lovely meadow, saying "au revoir" to her days as a sexy lady in the eyes of society.


With a mix of curiosity and horror, Amy joins the party to learn about all the indignities women face in Hollywood that men never have to worry about. Mostly because, according to Hollywood, men just automatically get to be interesting for reasons other than their beddability.

Schumer is no stranger to illustrating the point that Hollywood studio execs and Twitter trolls and other outsiders shouldn't get to define how women are perceived.

Here's part of her incredible speech from the 2014 Gloria Awards.

"Now I feel strong and beautiful. I walk proudly down the streets of Manhattan. The people I love love me. I make the funniest people in the country laugh, and they are my friends. I am a great friend and an even better sister. I have fought my way through harsh criticism and death threats for speaking my mind. I am alive, like the strong women in this room before me. I am a hot-blooded fighter, and I am fearless. But I did morning radio last week, and a DJ asked, 'Have you gained weight? You seem chunkier to me. You should strike while the iron is hot, Amy.' And it's all gone. In an instant, it's all stripped away. I wrote an article for Men's Health and was so proud until I saw instead of using my photo, they used one of a 16-year-old model wearing a clown nose to show that she's hilarious. But those are my words. What about who I am and what I have to say? I can be reduced to that lost college freshman so quickly sometimes, I want to quit. Not performing but being a woman altogether. I want to throw my hands in the air, after reading a mean Twitter comment, and say, 'All right! You got it. You figured me out. I'm not pretty. I'm not thin. I do not deserve to use my voice. I'll start wearing a burqa and start waiting tables at a pancake house. All my self-worth is based on what you can see.' But then I think, fuck that. I am not laying in that freshman-year bed anymore ever again.

I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I'm beautiful. I say if I'm strong. You will not determine my story — I will.

I will speak and share and fuck and love, and I will never apologize to the frightened millions who resent that they never had it in them to do it. I stand here and I am amazing, for you. Not because of you. I am not who I sleep with. I am not my weight. I am not my mother. I am myself. And I am all of you, and I thank you."



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