Men Have Orgasms and Women Have Babies
inked with permission- the Lysstrata 2005 post.
Do I bore you? Tough shit. I'm not a princess or a diva or a drama queen or a bitch, I'm a female mammal. Biologically as opposed to culturally feminine, as in The Female Parent. I won't cry if you don't link me or comment. I don't care if you want to fuck me or send me jack-off pictures. And I don't know why, at this late date, me and one or two other busy, responsible adults are the heaviest hitters on this blog.
But I can't help it. If I were a princess or diva, I would put off writing this until I could make it pretty, so I could have more time to put on makeup and flatiron my hair before I go get my banjo strung. But I don't want men to lust after me. That's bush.
I want you assholes to wake up to what is happening to the world your mothers and I brought you into. Your sons are marked for the draft. Your daughters will possibly die seeking abortion. Oprah won't tell you - I just did.
I've got something for you all to do- it's an inspired idea.
What if I quit being Mom? What if we all did?
International Women's Strike Day March 8
What are you going to tell your children you were doing when your children are studying Cold War II- The Bush Years ? Feeling bad and sorta thinking about doing a little something off that funny blog you sorta remember?
Do nothing. We all can do that.
Now excuse me while I go play some blues.
