From David Thompson comes the story of a radical feminist who sees phalli. She’s all about the abortion of male children, believes that penetrative sex is rape whether there’s consent or not, and don’t even show her a strap on. It’s as though the poor thing is trapped in a house of mirrors:
I only wish there was a way out. You know those mirror rooms with the infinite reflections? I feel like I’m in one of those. I turn and turn and turn, looking for the male supremacy and how to take it down, but all I see is myself instead…
Feminist Funhouse
Well, I’m certainly convinced. From now on, I’m pleasuring my wife with a bowl.
On the other hand, perhaps there exists a unique opportunity to establish a pure society on Titan.
Titania?
Trapped in a world she never made? That must be hard.
Last night, I was chatting with The Anchoress and a few other Twitter women, talking about Obama’s remarks promising to end Don’t Ask/Don’t Tell. That’s great. Also, repeal any sodomy laws. Also, make all civil weddings civil unions, and let the various churches decide whether to perform “gay marriage.” Then, as Charles Winecoff suggests, once all of these barriers are down, perhaps the radical gay community will stop fixating on symbolic acts and get around to taking responsibility for their own happiness or lack thereof.
‘From now on, I’m pleasuring my wife with a bowl.’ The open side or the closed side? (Only one is acceptably nonphallocentric.)
Well, duh!
Yet another crazy who’s incapable of having an orgasm.
[Banky Edwards] Sounds like she needs some serious deep-dickin’ [/Banky Edwards]
A bowl… full of ice cream!
I find that usually works with the ladies.
Works with me altogether too often, too.
Dan, you mentioned strap-ons.
Now whore is all excited.
Holy crap, those are some nutty chicks at Aroooooo.
I’m willing to bet they have college degrees, cuz you can’t teach that level of stupid in just 12 years.
I hope she speaks slowly at her lectures. It’s probably a real bitch taking notes with a ballpoint diaphragm.