Monday, May 02, 2005
Only in an Insanely Double Standard PC World
From Ace, another nicely biting comment on a Penis Day spoof of the V-Day campus events:
I think the P-Day activists should take the comparison a little further and do a skit where an adult homo or bisexual trash seduces a teenage boy (or both a boy and girl), just like in the V monologues. And then they all celebrate the "liberation and progress" of it.
It could be a Catholic homo priest too, a lovely re-enactment of how homos liberate their p*'s and sexuality with adolescents...
It would be so nice to see P Day activism spread all over the country and if they were censored, that they would go to court for discrimination.
What is sad about human beings is that there are a ton of issues with violence against women and girls, and the female body, but what do you get as activism against that? A bunch of female homos promoting homo sexual abuse of girls as liberation, that is, they try to take on the role that they complain about in men for themselves. Which is true for a lot of homos of both sexes.
Although I quite like Ace HQ because it's quite sharp on many issues, and many double standards like this one, sexual objectifying of women is one issue where most guys here are as dense and as bad as the reverse coin V monologues.
Either you get these lesbiunn turds or the sexist locker-room guys. Sigh.
Excerpt from the Sommers article below:
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This is just unbelievable.
As you may know, dopey female college students (and their semimale hangers-on) have been calling "Valentine's Day" "V-Day" for a number of years, which, in case you don't know, now stands for "Vagina Day." And they talk endlessly about their vaginas, and offer, um, anatomically-correct lollipops (okay, that doesn't make sense, but you know what I'm talking about), and of course stage Eve Ensler's decidedly anti-penis, pro-pooter play The Vagina Monologues.
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Well, now some guys have gotten into the act too, and they're spoofing the whole pudendocentric worldview of Even Ensler and her dopey acolytes. They're staging "P-Day" events, and affirming the worth of their own genitals with spoof-slogans like "My Penis is Majestic" and, for those whose dorks are more academically-minded, "My Penis is Studious."
(Great pick-up line, by the way. Almost as good as mentioning you call your thighPod "Mr. Polite.")
And now-- now! -- college administrators at Roger Williams College have decided that they will not put up with this sort of gob-smacking vileness ("V-Day meets P-Day on campus" by Christina Hoff Sommers).
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I think the P-Day activists should take the comparison a little further and do a skit where an adult homo or bisexual trash seduces a teenage boy (or both a boy and girl), just like in the V monologues. And then they all celebrate the "liberation and progress" of it.
It could be a Catholic homo priest too, a lovely re-enactment of how homos liberate their p*'s and sexuality with adolescents...
It would be so nice to see P Day activism spread all over the country and if they were censored, that they would go to court for discrimination.
What is sad about human beings is that there are a ton of issues with violence against women and girls, and the female body, but what do you get as activism against that? A bunch of female homos promoting homo sexual abuse of girls as liberation, that is, they try to take on the role that they complain about in men for themselves. Which is true for a lot of homos of both sexes.
Although I quite like Ace HQ because it's quite sharp on many issues, and many double standards like this one, sexual objectifying of women is one issue where most guys here are as dense and as bad as the reverse coin V monologues.
Either you get these lesbiunn turds or the sexist locker-room guys. Sigh.
Excerpt from the Sommers article below:
V-Day has now replaced Valentines Day on more than 500 college campuses (including Catholic ones). The high point of the day is a performance of Enslers raunchy play, which consists of various women talking in graphic, and I mean graphic, terms about their intimate anatomy. The play is poisonously anti-male. Its only romantic scene, if you can call it that, takes place when a 24-year-old woman seduces a young girl (in the original version she was 13 years old, but in a more recent version is played as a 16-year-old.) The woman invites the girl into her car, takes her to her house, plies her with vodka, and seduces her. What might seem like a scene from a public-service kidnapping-prevention video shown to schoolchildren becomes, in Enslers play a kind of heaven.
The week before V-Day, the Roger Williams campus was plastered with flyers emblazoned with slogans such as My Vagina is Flirty and My Vagina is Huggable. There was a widely publicized orgasm workshop. On the day of the play, the V-warriors sold lollipops in the in the shape of-guess what? Last year, the student union was flooded with questionnaires asking unsuspecting students questions like What does your Vagina smell like? None of this offended the administration or elicited any reprimands, probations, or confiscations.
The campus conservatives artfully (in the college sense of "artful") mimicked the V-Day campaign. They papered the school with flyers that said, My penis is majestic and My penis is hilarious. The caption on one handout read, My Penis is studious. It showed Testaclese reclining on a couch reading Michael Barones Hard America, Soft America.
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