Cunt

Cunts are not important to women because they are the very fount of our power, genius and beauty. Rather, cunts are important to men because they generate profits and episodes of ejaculation, and represent the precise point of vulnerability for keeping women divided and thus, conquered.

famously cuntfearing Catholic Church

We’re fucked. We all know the numbers. We know that twenty-five percent of all women in this culture are raped within their lifetimes, and another nineteen percent have to fend off rape attempts. Which means of course that unless one guy is excruciatingly busy, an awful lot of men are rapists. We know that as many as twenty-two million American women have been molested by relatives, with six million of those molested by their fathers. We know also that 565,000 American children are killed or injured every year by their parents or guardians.

As we talked, Inga and I agreed that one of the big, glaring problems today is the pitiful state of sex education in our schools. Currently religious groups have imposed their own beliefs on public-school students with government-funded, abstinence-only programs that limit sexual expression to heterosexual, monogamous marriage. Our teens are being told that birth control usually fails, and abortion and homosexuality are morally wrong. And, as ever, masturbation is never mentioned as a safe alternative to penis/vagina intercourse. While religious leaders claim we have a choice as to whether or not we follow God’s laws, our teens are not given a choice.

We had a good laugh when I told the story about the cab driver who inquired about my line of work. When I said I had just written and published (and was now distributing) a book, naturally he wanted to know the title. Full of feminist fervor, I proudly said, “Liberating Masturbation,” and he drove smack into the car in front of us that had stopped at a red light. From that day on I made it a point to use the second title, A Meditation on Selflove, whenever I was in a moving vehicle