Pardon me while I go find my temper.
This kind of stuff just makes me want to beat my head against a wall:
These readers weren’t complaining about a sexually explicit cover, but rather one of a baby nursing, on a wholesome parenting magazine yet another sign that Americans are squeamish over the sight of a nursing breast, even as breast-feeding itself gains greater support from the government and medical community.
Because we all know you’re a crap mom if you don’t nurse, but it’s also essential that nobody sees you, you know, actually nursing.
Gaaaaaaaaah!
People suck.
(Yes, I nurse in public, yes, I’m reasonably discreet, and yes, I don’t give a good goddamn if it bothers anyone. I really do think that if we saw it more often, it wouldn’t seem so weird.)
(And you all know that I don’t think you’re a crap mom if you don’t nurse. But people do, and then they want you to hide it. Gawd, the competing pressures on women! I feel like the rope in a game of societal tug-of-war a sometimes.)
(I love parentheses. Very much.)
In my yoounger cruder days I used to cautiously stare at nursing mothers out of the corrner of my eye in hopes of getting a glimpse of tit. Never succeeded.
Posted by triticale on 07/27 at 09:01 PM
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