The blamer will kindly excuse me for today’s lack of megatwistanalysis, but there’s a minor crisis down at the Spinster HQ Ornithology Department. A certain sidekick — I’m not naming names, but it starts with an S and ends with a “ray” — left the back door open last night and this morning I’ve got a wild tufted titmouse thrashing around loose in the lab. It’s proving to be a helluva project getting it back out.
Yeah, I said “tufted titmouse.”
While I wave nets, throw open windows, and dodge droppings, the unnamed sidekick is down in the bunkhouse luxuriating in what I believe is referred to by certain BBC-America shows depicting the good old feudal days in merrye olde England as “a bit of a lie-down,” so it would appear that I’m on my own. As luck would have it, it’s the bird-catcher’s day off.
Anyone who is thinking “Just wake that unnamed sidekick’s ass up!” does not grasp that the unnamed sidekick, once jostled out of her nightly coma, takes between 2 to 3 hours to arrive at full consciousness. You’ve never seen anything like it. I’d need to inject about a quart of adrenaline directly into her eye just to get the lid to flutter.
But I digress.
The point of today’s post is a link to an article posted in the “Life & Style” section of the Sydney Morning Herald. It is entitled “Women should say yes, yes, yes more.”
Rape cheerleader and “sex therapist” Bettina Arndt got a bunch of presumably straight couples to keep sex diaries, cribbed from them, and wrote a book concluding that hetero relationships can’t take the strain of “low” female libidos, and that women should just suck it up for the sake of the marriage. Stop depriving the patriarch of his right to a receptacle and your marriage will bloom like Hamlet’s sins!
Wondering who funded this asinine piece of crap book? The World Association of Wife Rapists.
Arndt really feels for the poor, confused, blue-balled dudes. In the wake of the “liberation” of women, now that we have been “[given] the right to say ‘no’ to sex” — I know, you’re already laughing a hollow, mirthless laugh — they just aren’t getting their wives to submit to joyless pronging all that much anymore.
This revolting bit of antifeminist patriarchy-denying rape culture reportage contains this astonishing concept:
Arndt said low-libido partners, which are mostly women, needed to put sex on the “to-do list”, even if they didn’t feel like doing it.
“The notion that women have to want sex to enjoy it has been a really misguided idea that has caused havoc in relationships over the last 40 years.”
With the right approach from a loving partner, if women were willing to be receptive “and allow themselves to relax … they would enjoy it”, she said.”
I’m just going to run this by you again, in case your eyes (or whatever sensory organ you use to read this blog) clamped shut in disbelief when you read it the first time:
“The notion that women have to want sex to enjoy it has been a really misguided idea.”
Because women, whose libidos universally deviate so drastically from the norm, secretly yearn to be raped!
You see that clot of iridescent silver slime dripping down the outside of your window? Don’t be alarmed. It’s only a wayward hunk of the obstreperal lobe that just auto-ejected itself from my brain into space and is now re-entering the atmosphere in a million demoralized pieces. Which is too bad, because I sort of needed that lobe to help me catch this goddam bird.
[Thanks, Big Momma Les]