Posted on 08/27/2012 9:34:47 AM PDT by PJ-Comix
Chapter 1: The Desert
It was hot and dry. Oh, so dry. There was no moisture to be seen anywhere. She scanned the horizon, looking for something, anything, that might remedy the situation. But sadly, there was nothing. And it looked to stay that way.
Her property was overvalued, but this she did not know. She had spent a cloistered life cultivating its importance and desirability in her own mind, never seeking any other opinion than that of her companions, who built her up in her own mind. As a result, her value system had formed in a vacuum, and now the devil was due.
It was clear that she could not sell her property, there would be no buyers. She knew this, because she could not even give it away. She had tried, oh, how she tried, with no success. The futility of it embittered her, and over the years, she cluched greedily at her own property, scaring away any potential suitor. After that, anyone who held so much as a twisted, broken down dollar bill clenched in a talon of a hand who looked at the property saw a stunted tangle of dried up, dessicated old growth, that looked devoid of moisture, and frightened away, surreptitiously pocketed the crumbling paper into a tattered pocket.
It simply wasn't worth it.
Yet, here she was, proudly trying to pretend the parched, useless and admittedly repulsive property, actually was something people wanted to see, hear about, or even buy.
People watched her with emotions containing some small mixture of pity and sadness, but mostly ridicule. It was she who had devalued her own property, she who had brought on the drought, she who had nursed the drought until at last, her property stood useless, unwanted, lonely and ignored.
It was simply to late to make people interested.
Is she agreeing with Todd Akin?
i am all for the vagina, but this doesnt look like its written for my demographic
Well, they wanted to cut it and I said no way, Jose...
Hmmm, leftist women like Naomi Wolf, Sandra Fluke, and Amanda Marcotte sure do a lot of talking when it comes to their woman parts, and how often they are going to effing eff whoever the eff they want, whenever the eff they effing want to. Lots of talking, writing, maybe even thinking about it. Yet with all that libertine spirit, and willingness to talk about it, is there a more outwardly repressed group around than feminists? Makes me wonder if they ever effing get around to it.
Vagina monologues got the ball rolling.
Feminists are really seriously defective units.
” she discovers, much to her own astonishment, an increasing body of scientific evidence that suggests that the vagina is not merely flesh, but an intrinsic component of the female brain—and thus has a fundamental connection to female consciousness itself. “
In other words, she’s thinking with her hoo-ha.
Naomi Wolf: Flow, I Moan.
Yep. She had some health issues and the whole world didn’t stop, so she has to write a book. Democrats.....self-absorbed, self-serving, self-centered
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Chapter 2: The Dollar Store Beckons
I'll refrain from making any one of the dozen jokes that immediately come to mind.
Feminism is reaching it’s logical illogical end products.
It began, when it did have a moral base, on the idea that men did too much irresponsible thinking with their penis -
figuratively, as there is no known special “brain-penis” connection, outside of the same connections the brain has to all parts of the body -
thinking with his penis promiscuously, and leaving the woman to care for, many times on their own, the results of male irresponsibility.
It morpohed into a movement seeking to grant women the moral right to be as promiscuous and irresponsible as many men had often been, when it was expected of men but women were still supposed to represent virtue.
Now, at last feminism found the counterpart to the male thinking with his penis; now she can think with her vagina - ah, victory at last - victory that is to the descent modern feminism has dragged itself down into.
I thought it was impossible for any group to obsess over the “V” any more than the post-pubescent 13-to-twentysomething male population. But today’s Feminist Democrat Women are proving me wrong.
That particular body part was the only one big enough to justify a book. If she had written a piece called “My Brain,” it would have been a short story.
Naomi Wolf is one of those writers whom people think is ohh so important but can’t stand to read her stuff.
I got curious about what Naomi Wolf looks like these days, so I checked online. Other than her eyes being a pretty color, that woman is tore up from the floor up. I’ll bet her lady parts look like an overcooked veal cutlet or something similar. Or to quote a Family Guy episode, a “casserole of nonsense”.
Wouldn’t hit it with Laz’s tool, even if there was the promise of a cold beer afterward.
Funny and sad at the same time. But more funny than sad for me.
“Chapter 2: The Dollar Store Beckons”
BEST post of the day! I’m still ROFL.
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