Gentlemen, Help Me Understand

Dear Gentlemen,

Being a radical leftist feminist communist lesbian baby-killer, I mostly interact with men just to have sex with them so that I can abort the resulting pregnancies and laugh with all my girlfriends at how much their penises resembled tiny fungi while I vote Democrat and plot the overthrow of the Republican party here in Tennessee all while baking Egalia cakes shaped like yonis.  So, I don’t really understand y’all.

See, there’s this politician  here in Tennessee who’s going through some stuff and done something incredibly dumbass for which he probably needs to take some time off to either spend it in jail or getting his head on straight or both.  He’s a Democrat.

So, of course, the Republican bloggers are all gleeful about his downfall.  I understand that.

Here’s what I need help with.  Is David Oatney yanking his readers’ chains?

See, it’s just that I’m not sure how it works with Republicans.  With Democrats, if you want to sleep with someone, you either say, “Hey, seriously, I’d like to fuck you.  It’s all I can do to not fuck you right now and I think, by the way you’re looking at me, that you might want to fuck me, too, and, as it turns out, I’ve got some time right now.  What about you?” or you get drunk and flash them and hope they get the idea.

But Republicans have secret foot-taps and secret meth-addled hookers and secret meeting places and secret mistresses and secret secrets and so I’m just not sure if Oatney is attempting to make a legitimate point or if he’s sore that Briley never asked him out.

In the “attempting to make a legitimate point” column we have:

1.  Oatney’s married.

2.  Come on!  Campfield might be a dick, but he’s better looking than Briley.  If you were going to be sore about a state legislator refusing to play “cock fight” with you, wouldn’t you crush on Campfield long before Briley?

3.  Um, yeah, really all I have is those two.

In the “signaling to fellas ‘on the downlow'” column there’s:

1.  His objection to Briley’s “prudish” behavior.

2.  His favorable noting of another Democrat’s “being fond of mattresses.”

3.  His favorable noting of men who will take him out to dinner.

4.  And that’s it.

So, see, it’s entirely possible that Oatney wrote that whole column legitimately attempting to criticize Briley’s actions.  My mind could just be in the gutter.

But I don’t know!  What’s wrong with being “prudish”?

Perplexedly yours,

B.

If Not This, Then What?

So, you can kidnap an acquaintance and you and your family and friends can rape her, torture her, and force her to eat shit and you can tell her that you’re doing this to her because that’s what you “do to niggers around here,” and that’s not a hate crime?

If that’s not a hate crime, seriously, what is?

Happy Birthday, Mom

It’s my mom’s birthday today.

We were talking in Montreal about mothers and about how motherhood and the potential for motherhood are just not compatible with this idea of “the individual.”  How can you talk about a person as an individual when there might be two people in that body?’

I feel my mom with me all the time, some part of her broken off and packed away inside me, an inheritance from the women who gave her an inheritance.

Shall I Never Go to the Park Again?

Elaine Vigneault believes that pet ownership is wrong, specifically that owning a dog is wrong.

There’s a whole level of offensiveness to this argument along the lines of owning pets is akin to owning slaves that I’d like to bypass (for a while, at least).

I’d like to just talk about dogs and humans. I don’t think it’s any coincidence that dogs were domesticated about 10,000-12,000 years ago. And then we learned to farm. And read and write. In other words, it wasn’t just that the wolf became dog by our interactions; we became “us” because of the dog.

It makes no sense to me to argue that people should not own dogs. Without people, there is no such thing as ‘dog.’ There are just wolves. Do militant animal rights activists really want to do away with the dog as an animal?

Also, how can one argue against dog ownership if the dogs don’t mind? When I’m sleeping, if it’s just me, Mrs. Wigglebottom curls up in the crook of my leg. If she were enslaved, wouldn’t she rip my throat out? When she gets off-leash, she could run off. Instead, she just waits for me to fix her collar and we move on.

Being a pet is not a bad gig for a dog. They get food and shelter and medical care.

But I was thinking about how some of the animal rights activists wanted to make an exception for service dogs. And I kind of want to say, in response to that, it must be nice to live in your world.

I don’t have that luxury.

I’m able to live where I live without fear because I have a dog.

I go to the park when I want to regardless of other people’s schedules, because I have a dog.

I am happy to get in my car and drive by myself to my parents’ house seven hours away because I have a dog.

There’s not a place I’m afraid to drive when my dog is in my car with me.

There are very few places I’m nervous about walking when my dog’s with me.

I barely give being home alone a second thought because my dog is here.

I am not afraid of strange men coming up and talking to me when I have my dog with me.

I’m not afraid of exploring new places.

And so on.

I’ll admit that I’m more neurotic than your average person.

But I look at my brothers and my male friends and I see them moving through the world without fear. They think nothing of going where they want and doing what they want when they want to do it. Even by themselves.

The closest I come to feeling that way is with Mrs. Wigglebottom.

And to suggest that my freedom is immoral because I have to own a dog in order to have it? That’s so offensive to me. That, in order to be a good feminist, I should concede living in fear of the world, because owning dogs is unfair to the dogs.

When, again, is it my turn? First I had to wait for men to get their shit straightened out before I could be truly free and now I have to wait until my freedom doesn’t hurt potential human life before I can have it and now it turns out that even dogs are in line for human rights before me?

Ridiculous.