Lost in the Vagina Labyrinths March 5, 2011Posted by voolavex in Darfur, despicable, Washington Post.
Tags: abortion, babies, cesspool, choice, morass, old white men, vagina
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Small government is alleged to mean less government interference by the government into matters which are not theirs to control. How did my vagina get into the mess?
I am well past the age of abortion or birth control worries and I have always been pro-choice – yet the idea that I could not make this choice chills me to the bone and beyond. I have made it for myself, by myself in the past. It seems I can be treated for a growth or a virus or a hip replacement without much to do, but when it comes to an unplanned pregnancy the entire government wants to look up my crotch and have a say. It is none of the government’s business. (and believe me, if someone in government needs to make a choice – chances are they will go and do exactly as they want. They will have the money and the cover-up and the arrogance to take their wife or daughter or girlfriend to the friendly and accommodating doctor and groom that womb. With no comment and no conversation.) Yet the suggestion by many of our bible thumping, holy rolling conservatives in government amounts to this: snatch and jail any woman or doctor who dares to conduct a private procedure in a private room with a patient. Some want to go so far to make sure that a miscarriage was not an act of abortion and how they plan to do this implies a look up the snatch of any suspect. Sharia anyone? Or is this just a cheap thrill conversation for a group of highly repressed, little dicked, old white men who don’t get enough vagina and will use any reason to discuss it.
Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any clue who the customers of most massage parlors are? Escort services? Whores? Who are the ones who love to kneel on peas for hours while they are told they are dickless wonders? Who like rubber and leather and the smell of numbers one and two up close and personal? Middle aged and old white men are the prime demographic for such activities. These are the same jolly chaps who want to tell women how to run their own reproductive systems as long as it includes abstinence and absolutely no abortion or birth control. They will pay to roam the vagina labyrinths wrapped in leather and studs; father children they deny and lie to their friends, families and constituents and have the arrogance then to police my crotch. Is the way they see stimulus – creation of new jobs regulating the vaginas of American women? This is America in 2011. Italy has abortion and the Pope lives there!!!
Ask them – all of them – the men and their self-righteous women – WHAT ABOUT THE BABIES? They change the subject. They won’t support welfare assistance nor will they provide healthcare. Makes you wonder if they have some side business that traffic in babies and young children. Other countries do. It’s very profitable. With the Internet it far too easy to trade, buy or negotiate damn near anything. So when you wonder “what about the babies”, wonder where they could wind up and wonder what they could wind up doing.
Government is a cesspool – we know this for sure and this country has found its way back into the morass. There is much to be learned from the history of the very white and very rich and very amoral. Somewhere they all meet in the Bohemian Grove of the Vagina Labyrinth – not really understanding or unwilling to learn why this is the last place on earth they have any right to be.
You Say Vajayjay October 28, 2007Posted by voolavex in Eve Ensler, Uncategorized, vagina, vajayjay.
Tags: Eve Ensler, Oprah, vagina, vajayjay
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It thrilled me no end today, that the vagina – the water feature ride of every woman (down the chute and out you come – wet!) has an acceptable new name. At least the NYTimes says so in the Sunday Style Section (Oct. 28, 2007). Unlike the much euphemized penis – which early on gets lots of good names, (there seems to be no end to the dick ) ; not so the vagina – her pet name has remained a mystery because no one – even people who have their own – have no clue what they can get away with calling her. Mention the word “vagina” and you will get a lots of “eee-oooo’s” and “icks”. Kudos to Eve Ensler who put a fast stop to some of that with the wonderful “Vagina Monologues”. But even Eve’s participants didn’t actually use any names that stuck. A short look at the names that have sort of stuck in my lifetime ( many of which I used and still do) illustrates the point. As a little kid I had a “bixie” (??), then there was a long period of where she was: “down there”, “there”, “up in there”, in there”, “you know” (this came with a quick double head motion to the side), twat, pussy and often, simply crotch; my mother’s favorite was “pooley” (because my little brother couldn’t say pussycat and called the family pet a pooley). For a while I liked the popular, “suzie”, “woo-woo”, couze (a French guy, I dated used that a lot), and I think my personal favorite at one time was “snatch”. An old Black street term for her is “cock” – and there is a jump rope rhyme that includes the term (I will email the entire rhyme to anyone curious enough to ask for it). Just to give you an idea of how some folks have the word “vagina” hovering in their subconscious, a London friend told me about a girl who blurted out to her mother that she just seen the play “Victoria Vagina”! Sounds right to me. But today’s revelation that both Grey’s Anatomy and Oprah have designated the term vajayjay as the okay, on and off screen, use with your mother and daughter, nomenclature comes as a relief. Diaphragm users will be able to explain their vajayjay’s dimension without having to say , “I have a huge vagina”; post menopausal women will no longer blush when buying KY because their vajayjay has shrunk and yeast infections will no longer be called “feminine itch”. The down side is negligible for the word. It may cause some small problem in South Asia where Vijay is a popular male first name and my brother will no longer have to use the euphemism CUNextTuesday for any reason anymore but that’s a small price for the freedom it allows. As for the straight male population, they still won’t “call” her anything anyway because they are scared to death of her, no matter how much they want to get in.