"..two dozen, extra long, ribbed, with the reservoir tip, please.." |
These attempts to silence women and the men who support them have clearly failed. I know this because I have received so many messages of support from across the country — women and men speaking out because they agree that contraception needs to be treated as a basic health care service.Permit a rasty digression from my main rant. Who are these men supporters? Hmmmm. I wonder who they could be? I mean, if I remember my misspent youth, my days in college and my nascent drunken Air Force career correctly -- and it becomes more difficult with each passing day -- these would be guys like me. You know the type, basically a huge, perpetually erect male organ stapled to an emaciated, pimple covered body in search of an -- ahem -- empty parking slot for the night.
Who are these supporters?
They are women with polycystic ovarian syndrome, who need contraception to prevent cysts from growing on their ovaries, which if unaddressed can lead to infertility and deadly ovarian cancer. They are sexual assault victims, who need contraception to prevent unwanted pregnancy.
They are Catholic women, who see no conflict between their social justice -based faith and family planning. They are new moms, whose doctors fear that another pregnancy too soon could jeopardize the mother’s health and the potential child’s health too. They are mothers and grandmothers who remember all too well what it was like to be called names decades ago, when they were fighting for a job, for health care benefits, for equality.
They are husbands, partners, boyfriends and male friends who know that without access to contraception, the women they care about can face unfair obstacles to participating in public life. And yes, they are young women of all income levels, races, classes and ethnicities who need access to contraception to control their reproduction, pursue their education and career goals and prevent unintended pregnancy. And they will not be silenced.
"Uh. Yeah, sweetie. We need you to get on the pill so I don't I have to take responsibility for my warp-9 sex hyperdrive. And I don't got no bread, so the gummint has to pay for it."
(I can conjure up mental images of Scotty speaking to Captain Kirk now: "Och! Hoot mon! We've got all our power to the shields, Captain. I dinnae know if I can hold her together! Any minute now, she'll fly apart!")
Anyway, back to my main point which is the many, many times I have heard this woman's name uttered in talk-show and television pieces? It's always the same. Her name is pronounced like it rhymes with..
..or "pluck", or "stuck", or "muck" or..well, you get my drift.
Besides, any decent electronics technician knows that it should be pronounced, um, you know, like it rhymes with:
..I'm outta here.
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I'm glad another " old timer " feels like I do!
ReplyDeleteDo I understand this post correctly: that is to say, that you have personal knowledge of brave men and women in U.S. military uniform (gasp) actually particiating in imbibing liquor?!
ReplyDeleteCarrie Nation would be rolling over in her grave...
Take it easy boys. The war is over. Just not in time for us. In real measure, this sad, 30 year old grandma named Fluke is no Fluke at all. She is just the inevitable representation of feminist futility is all. Begging for rubbers. In front of Congress. So she doesn't have to buy them. Jeepers kids, I can still remember when women where desirable and it took some effort to bed them. Oh well, I guess they are all sluts now.
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