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Grow a Pair

I’ve often thought it odd that people equate testicles with strength, even before I ever read the (possibly wrongly attributed but persistent) Betty White quote about balls and vaginas. Balls are spectacularly vulnerable. I know. I’ve kicked a lot of them.

Luckily, I wasn’t the only one who questioned the phrase “grow a pair”. The excellent Steven Baxter recently wrote an article for the New Statesman about exactly that. Here’s a little nugget of it:

‘…It’s irritating nonsense, for several reasons. Courage isn’t inherently a masculine quality, of course, but there’s more to it than that. People often use the phrase “grow a pair” or “strap on a pair” as a way of belittling someone who has shown weakness, or vulnerability – someone who didn’t show the requisite assertiveness that apparently lives in the testes.

As well as that, it reinforces the very worst stereotypes of the “man’s man”: the rush to confrontation, rather than negotiation; a certain headstrong or even bloody-minded quality; the idea of maleness as something that is aggressive, rather than collaborative.

For those of us men who are more team players than the all-conquering alphas we’re supposed to aspire to be, it’s a tiresome thing. Not all of us are meant to shout and bellow and fight our way to success; some of us prefer other ways of doing things. It’s not through a lack of balls, but through a lack of unfeeling uber-competitiveness.

Must we still, in this new century, be talking of men as people who should be nasty, assertive, pushy, unpleasant, in order to be proper men? We’re not all Gordon Ramsay (who has a fondness bordering on obsession for talk of “big bollocks” when upbraiding some poor cookery sap on television).

But there’s something else, too. The real quality that testicles have is staring us in the face. Human males, unlike many other mammals, have external testicles, dangling merrily away from their undercarriage like a couple of lychees in an old leather purse.

This evolutionary quirk exposes the adult male to extremes of pain and suffering at a stroke. A well aimed kick from an attacker, or punch from a young child (children happen to be at the perfect height to connect with full force), and even the toughest man will be reduced to a quivering foetal position of helplessness. There are no words for the pain, which I am pretty sure is definitely entirely worse than childbirth (THIS IS A JOKE).

How humans could ever have believed that a benign (and in many cultures apparently male) creator decided to place a couple of pain grenades hanging invitingly down as they do is a question for anthropologists. What it means, though, is that men’s testicles, far from being a centre of our strength, are our most visible sign of weakness…’

Full article here.

Cage Corset

Hello, my dears. It’s been a while. I’ve had a birthday, had my website hacked, then unhacked, done a lot of sleeping and gardening and enjoyed the brief heatwave. Now, I’m back and want to give you something pretty to look at. Here’s one of Jean Paul Gaultier’s new designs for Madonna to wear on stage during her upcoming tour.

From Harper’s Bazaar:

‘We played with the ideas of a suit and corset. But the corset is now like a cage,’ Gaultier revealed to American press last night. ‘It’s all about masculine and feminine, Madonna and Jean Paul Gaultier classics reinterpreted for 2012.’

All about dominance and submission too, I notice. The corset is a contradictory item of clothing in the fetish world. Having been shed by flappers in the ’20s as a sort of physical and symbolic emancipation, the corset increasingly came to represent societal constraint over womankind’s bodies and minds. While mainstream feminism tore off the corset, contemporary femdom embraced it.

The go-to item of clothing for most dominatrices is the corset. It’s become part of our stereotypical image. Our corsets squeeze our bodies into pinched toothpaste-tubes of exaggerated femininity, pushing our breasts, hips and buttocks out to a position of visual prominence that no cowering subby’s gaze could possibly avoid. Our sexual power is inescapable in our corsets. Yet they’re uncomfortable. They’re impractical. The Urban Chick Supremacy Cell, with tongue tucked very slightly into cheek, shuns them as garments of oppression by the patriarchy.

So, is the corset dominant or submissive, a garment of female power or female oppression? Well, it depends on a person’s choice and motivation for wearing it. Madonna’s corset seems to combine the two. Those pointy boobs and enormous hips suggest femdom, yet the cage exterior reminds me of whatever the full-torso equivalent of a chap’s chastity cage would be.

Beloved reader, what do you think?

Women of the Future

A very long time ago, the idea of women having serious careers seemed both amusing and titillating to society, and provided an excellent outlet for uniform fetishists and those who fantasised about powerful females. (It’s a good job we’ve moved beyond all that now, isn’t it… What, really? Still? For lesbians now? Oh. Right.) In 1902, a collection of French trading cards depicted “The Women of the Future”. Here are just a few, nabbed from io9.com: