Good God, it gets ever crazier. I recall vividly the words of Hunter Thompson who claimed it ‘never got weird enough for me’ and wonder what he’d say now. Because if you need weirder than this you are taking the wrong drugs.
The legislature of the State of Michigan, whose Republican governor has formerly taken over local governments by fiat, abrogating democracy, elections, and popular rule, has now banned one of its members, Democrat Lisa Brown, from speaking.
Brown has been silenced –– thus disenfranchising her constituents –– because she referred to her vagina during a debate on the latest anti-abortion junk being peddled by the idiots of the right wing. Maybe it was the clarity of her commentary. She concluded her argument by saying, “I’m flattered that you’re so interested in my vagina, but ‘no’ means no.”
You and I know what that means. Women do not get to say no to men. Women who say no are cunts, uh, I mean, vaginas.
I am so sick of how disgusting men are. I’m sorry, I know, not all men. And women, after all, Sarah Palin and that nitwit from Minnesota, it’s not unanimous, but sweet Jesus, there’s obviously a difference. Men such as the Michigan majority leader, Jim Stamas. I’ve never met a woman this fucked up and I’ve been around.
Freud, of course, had it wrong. It’s men, not women, who have penis envy. Plus, men feel vulnerable. My bet is that the penis, uh, wanger, uh, red rooster, being outside the body, gives its owner a sense of vulnerability. Women, they hide their love away; men, they are forced to let it all hang out.
In the ‘sixties, it was cool to let it all hang out, but not anymore. Not for a fellow such as Stamas. Can you imagine the horror, the shock, the sense of disbelief? This Lisa Brown referring to her vagina? Men never use words like that.
I realize that America’s political and cultural sickness is shared by the genders. I no longer embrace the wonderful fantasy that as women gained electoral power we would become a more peaceful country. We tend to elevate the women who exhibit the worst of the masculine traits, e.g. Hillary Clinton actually cackling over the death of Moammar Qaddafi, but still... it’s men who combine puritanical fear of sex with a meanness of spirit and a palpable thrill at mayhem.
Old news, I know. The cliché of the football assassin who worships his ‘saint-like’ mother. The celebration of violence in a mass media which forbids using words such as ‘fuck’ or showing a woman’s nipple. There are plenty of places where it’s safer to punch someone than to breast-feed your child.
Can’t say ‘vagina’ in the state legislature. God, I hope the Michigan young are not this bonehead stupid, and I hope they hurry up and take power. We seem closer than I’d thought to pitching right off the cliff.