Letters to the Editor
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Yeah New Orleans where what they really need is . . . vaginas, not federal aid, but vaginas
Well congratulations Vagina Monologues. Try to spend some money while you're there. There are over a million women with vaginas, men with penises, and children with either or who are out of their homes and living in trailers.
So if you get a chance maybe stop and help them when you take a break from your vagina. Ditto to the dudes and their penises. Brilliant.
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a good sign
Someone wrote that the existence of a "vagina dome" proved that we are witnessing the fall of the American empire. "'Nuff said." I find it oddly cheering that I don't really understand that comment. No, not enuff said. It takes a lot more to try to think through the weirdness of this event.
On the national mall in Washington DC there is a grand penis. Lots of other places, too. School kids laugh when they see it because they instantly know: it's a giant penis! Which is funny.
So along comes celebrity-obsessed Eve Ensler and makes up this tongue-in-cheek monument to the vagina. Like Rebecca Traister, I find the V-day phenomenon itself kind of tedious. But Traister's report about the amused and knowing participation of everyday people at the New Orleans event is quite interesting. Once the cat is out of the bag, ie once you take the mystifying grandeur away from male authority symbolized by male genitalia (which is funny!), can you rally women in opposition by laughingly monumentalizing female genitalia?
I would say no, but this report makes me wonder. Laughter can be powerful, at least in the short term. But the risk is that Ensler might begin to believe in the symbol system she should be making fun of.
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Just take care of Hygene is all..
That's all that needs to be said about vaginas - but then why did Eve feel herself compelled to write a play about it and include the RAPE of a 12year old girl yet portray it as something 'good for the girl' - oh yeah it was a LESBIAN doing it - must be allright then (yeah I know Eve has rewritten that scene but only because it (rightly!!) caused such a furore - still the very nfact that she wrote that scene at all rather gives her GAME away doesn't it!.
Now how about you sexist magazine writers and editors do something positive for the men reading salon - something that doesn't include self serving moronic radical feminist propaganda would be a good start.
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Vagina centered?
What a lot of nonsense I've seen in these letters. I forget the name attached to this, but:
"Women, on the other hand, being apparently so vagina centered and obsessed, seem to revel in finding new ways to see the world through the vagina.
"No wonder women accuse men of thinking with their penises, because that is all that women know, that their whole universe is centered around their own sex organs."
What nonsense! Personally, I've never looked at the world through my vagina. It's been important to me at various times in my life, but it's never been the lens through which I see the world.
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Benthead, you prove your own immaturity:
On the national mall in Washington DC there is a grand penis. Lots of other places, too. School kids laugh when they see it because they instantly know: it's a giant penis! Which is funny.
No, they laugh because they have an immature and simplistic view of the world. Once they find out about sex, everything seems related to it. Any object longer than it is wide is a penis. The phrase "do it" relating to anything will inspire tons of giggles. Forget about telling them to "keep abreast" of a situation.
It seems you're still stuck in that, too. Everything is peepees and naughty images, and there are sex organs everywhere. Congratulations for not having escaped puberty yet.
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Eve Ensler, you've been beaten to it.
I have a male friend, who shall not be named, who at least three years ago came up with a long, stoned, complicated theory about how 1.) New Orleans is the vagina of America and 2.) the French Quarter was the clitoris.
I pointed out that the French Quarter was technically INSIDE New Orleans and left it at that, but I don't think he ever quite figured out what I meant...
Anyway, I went to the Superdome with my boyfriend (yes, Brightstar, they let guys in!) because a neighbor of mine had been one of the organizers of the event, and because I'm poor and I figured there might be free stuff. I got a bunch of ball point pens, a coffee mug, and an extremely useful booklet detailing various sliding scale medical and dental clinics in the area, and that's about it on the empowerment scale.
I also got my picture taken beside a six-foot-tall ball of bras, even though you weren't supposed to have a camera in there.
I agree with Traister in that the Superdome seemed to have been turned into a vagina by a prom committee.
All told, it was a fairly amusing Saturday, and my boyfriend seemed to enjoy the novelty of seeing the word "vagina" printed on t-shirts. But it wasn't anything to write home about.
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@Just sayin' is all
"More scared boys...
"... what about MEEEEEEEE! My penis is being left out of the conversation! WHAAAAH!
Last week, I was browsing through the cultural studies section at my local Chapters (Canadian Barnes and Noble) and much to my amusement, they have now included a section on "Men's Studies". Obviously, some insecure guy, such as yourselves, felt excluded by "Women's Studies" and demanded that a section detailing the white male experience ought to be included as well (apparently, the entire history section wasn't good enough...)
Here's the kicker... 90% of "Men's Studies" was devoted to "The Game".
Which leads me to wonder what the penis version of the "Vagina Monologues" would look like. I imagine nothing more than "Puppetry of the Penis"...."
There you go folks - above is what real misandry and BIGOTRY looks like just in case you needed a clear example....
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correction
the big penis in DC is not on the mall; he's in the White House. He's ruining our cuntry.
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Murder Mouse meets Max Dickhead in...
...Beyond Thunder Cunt!