At long last, it has arrived. My Last Day Of Chemo. Can I get a hell yeah.
To celebrate, after my delightful 5-hour infusion I’m goin’ out shopping for an Airstream. Because that’s how Twisty’s gonna roll.
I leave you with The Moron Comment of the Week, from a guy who actually used the terrific phrases “step up to the plate,” “life is hard,” and “go back to the kitchen.” Trolls, poor things, are among the least visionary of all the planet’s unvisionary morons. They are funny, though. Isn’t it hilarious that none of them can write beyond a sixth grade level?
Moron troll: As I suspected feminism is simply a front. It is an attempt to achieve more rights while keeping the privileges that women had in the past of being treated with kid gloves.
Lest this leave the dull taste of murdered syntax in your mouth, I give you our own Erin’s exceedingly measured and reasonable response:
Men and women both have the right to do what is within their power to prevent a pregnancy. Unfortunately, menâ€™s choices happen prior to ejaculation: they can, if theyâ€™re truly committed to not being a father NOW, wear a condom or, if theyâ€™re committed to not being a father EVER, they can have a vasectomy. Women have contraceptive choices prior to ejaculation, but they continue to have choices after the manâ€™s orgasm: they can take emergency contraception, or they can have a surgical or medical abortion of the pregnancy. Thatâ€™s what happens when conception and subsequent processes occur in your body.
The idea that contraception is entirely or mostly the womanâ€™s responsibility, and that the failure of contraception is entirely or mostly the womanâ€™s fault, is so ingrained, that this is seen as a non-starter, but itâ€™s the way it is. Itâ€™s not a â€œkeep it in your pantsâ€ argument (though that is indeed foolproof), itâ€™s a â€œtake control of your own damn fertilityâ€ argument. If you donâ€™t have nearly foolproof, non-intrusive, reversible options for contraception, take it up with Pfizer, not with the women here.
The other part of the issue, and the one that make me angry, is creating an equivalent relationship between what a woman chooses to do with her BODY and what a man chooses to do with his MONEY. Iâ€™m so insulted by this assumption of equivalence that it makes me not want to discuss it at all.