10. That which cannot be named: That’s right. This is no phallacy (I am really sorry for that). “The Vagina Monologues” was slated to be performed at the local theater Atlantic Beach, Florida. A woman was driving her 10-year-old niece through the main thoroughfare when her niece saw the marquis and asked “What’s a vagina?”
Now, you or I might wonder why a 10 yr old girl doesn’t already know what a vagina is, particularly because she’s got one. In Florida, this is apparently considered a perversion by many, so this flustered aunt called and complained about the apparent pubic obscenity (again, I apologize).
After much contention, the marquis was changed to “The Hoohaa Monologues”. Maude Lebowski would be horrified. Remember, this is the same state with a “Cooter Festival” and the Withlacoochie River. I think the lady doth protest too much. http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/36594-no-vaginas-please-were-floridian
One has to wonder why the vagina is the Lord Voldemort of body parts in a state that can only be described as the mother of all geographical innuendos.
I admit, I don’t really understand what’s so taboo about saying ‘vagina’. You’ve either got one and/or come out of one (don’t get all technical with the c-section argument, either). What is more natural than the human body? I can tell you what’s not natural: human beings living in Florida!
In any event, I just can’t get behind the suppression of expression, and every girl (and boy, for that matter) should know about the body without having to feel shame and embarrassment about it. Not that I am saying we should all go nude! Especially in Florida! I have been to the water parks!
Thinking back to my blog about the Cooter Fest, maybe women in Florida really are operating with something different. That would explain all the dirty names for things… they just don’t have a frame of reference! Well, I am sure whatever the equipment is, it would be better off in another state.