An Illinois newspaper recently refused to run any of these ads, to be paid for by the Will County Right to Life; the ad department said the newspaper would not run them because they were “too graphic.” What makes these ads so “graphic?” Apparently, the fact that they show sonogram pictures, or, more accurately, that they are pro-life.
Hey, the newspaper has the right to run or not run any ads they choose, but I hope that businesses in the area remember the newspaper’s “choice” to refuse these ads when they “choose” where they’ll buy advertising.
Well, it’s almost February 14, time for that annual, ridiculous ritual. No, I’m not one of those people who gets all pissy about Valentine’s day, I can’t stand this V-Day thing that’s been going on the past few years. As Wendy McElroy explained back in 2002 on ifeminists.com
Politically correct feminists want Valentine’s Day to become V-Day, standing for Vagina, Violence (committed by men against women) and Victory.
Rather than taking 24 hours to celebrate romantic love, women are admonished to ponder rape and domestic violence.
Since 1998, V-Day events have been sponsored on university campuses across America. The stated purpose is to raise awareness. In reality, V-Day embodies the same double standard and dishonesty that has characterized most feminist pronouncements for decades.
Rather than watching a romantic movie with someone special, these radicals want us to spend our holiday watching every radical feminists favorite play, “The Vagina Monologues” While most universities are now showing a slightly less disturbing version of the play these days, as McElroy pointed out,
The play is meant to decry rape and other violence against women. Yet, the original performances of the play and the published book eulogize lesbian “rape” of a 13-year-old girl by a 24-year-old woman who plies her with alcohol. The pedophile section is entitled “The Little Coochi Snorcher That Could” — Coochi Snorcher being the nickname of the little girl’s genitalia. Her vagina’s tale of seduction begins, “She gently and slowly lays me out on the bed…”
After becoming more graphic, the little girl gratefully concludes, “I’ll never need to rely on a man.”
Both by statute and by feminist definition, the “seduction” scene is rape. Nevertheless, the Coochi Snorcher declares, “…if it was rape, it was a good rape.”
Such idealization of child molestation would have created a firestorm of outrage if the offending character had been male. But the molester was female, so “The Vagina Monologues” won an OBIE Award on Broadway and noted actresses clamored to be included in the cast.
I’d rather have sickeningly sweet holiday myself.
Well, as the day approaches, I’ll keep you abreast of the campus activities across the country…they’ll be good for a laugh, before you cry.