Thursday, June 10, 2004

Not So Fresh Feeling

I promise to stick it to the patriarchs and phallocrats of the world soon; I do know that Bush and his cronies pose a greater threat to the world than The Vagina Monologues' Eve Ensler and the--at least somewhat--worthy 'off our backs' crowd. But besides Ann Coulter, can you think of a single national pseudo-celebrity whose work is more deserving of death by bonfire than Eve Ensler's? The pied piper of Hollywood's amateur feminist set, the kind of person who writes a play composed of ten monologues about the humiliation, pain, violence, and degradation inherent in all heterosexual sex and thinks she is "empowering" women; an idiot with a ridiculous and unflatteringly witchy Louise Brooks/Little Lulu hairdo who spends a good chunk of her time onstage simulating really unappetizing and crazed-simian orgasms; someone dumb enough to start an organization whose mission it is to end "all violence against all women and girls," more or less for all time when what her charity actually accomplishes is making middle-aged lesbos more smug in their politics, middle-aged heterosexual liberal ladies more comfortable saying the word "vagina" but less comfortable actually using theirs, and making Eve Ensler herself ever richer and ever more famous, despite being a second-rate performance artist and having a fourth-rate mind.

They should make little rotund Eve Ensler wind-up dolls that squeak when you crank 'em: "Rape! Violence! Vagina! Rape! Violence! Vagina!" I know I'm just a boy but real feminists must silence this woman if feminism hopes to hold onto what shreds remain of its credibility. Because "V-Day" is about the worst appropriation of feminist rhetoric since the music industry started buying stock in "Girl Power."


Blogger Hurricane James said...

So I take it you're not voting your vagina?

I totally agree. Did you ever read Camille Paglia's Freudian analysis of Eve Ensler and the male-evil "Vagina Monologues"? Camille really put her finger on the clitoris of everything that is wrong with V-day and its misguided disciples. I'll never forget the Student Life Committee meeting at Sarah Lawrence when two V-day representatives lobbied the committee for the funding of vagina lollipops to be sold at the pub as a tie-in to the very special performance of the Monologues. Who could say no to "Rape! Violence! Vagina! Rape! Violence! Vaginapops!"? Not me.

Bush is still worse though.

June 10, 2004 at 5:39 PM  
Blogger Anonymous said...

Eve Ensler is on my "to douche list."

June 10, 2004 at 6:03 PM  

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