UPDATE: contest for “Worst Breast Cancer Awareness Product”
I blogged about this last week, and it turns out Ann Althouse and Andrea Harris agree, so…
Shut up about breast cancer awareness. We are so frickin aware I’m gonna vomit. People are always “raising awareness” about things everybody knows about. It is the activism of cowards. Especially women, who are so desperate for safety and approval.
When I got lupus there was this big pull to “get involved” with what I call the “bourgeois disease complex”: the annual “months” and ribbons and in the case of lupus, really corny mascots like butterflies. I think I willed myself into remission just to avoid it. It was all so… female. Ugh.
Look: we all have to die of something eventually. This means you. Life is about pain and suffering, and compared to the last hundred generations, we’ve got it really good. Why can’t people just face that and spend their time doing something useful like reading a book or something?
And if you lost a family member to some disease… honestly? Nobody really cares. They pretend to because they think they’re supposed to but they only care about their family and friends (if they’re normal).
PS: Andrea? Norman Lear pretty much invented the “women with breast cancer need to stop feeling like they have a shameful secret” thing when Edith found a lump on her breast on All In The Family. Liberals get 90% of their ideas from TV shows and movies. This is an actual fact; if you push them long enough, they will admit that they know about the Vietnam War from Oliver Stone movies, for instance.
Basically, what passes for “political philosophy” among leftwing men under 50 is:
“No WAY the town elders from Footloose are gonna tell ME I can’t get lousy blowjobs from strange girls with vomit breath!! O-ba-ma!!”