Roomie and I are planing to go see the Vagina Monologues. Roomie wants mutual friend to come along. I don't.
She giggles.
I have nothing against gigglers. My best white friend (yes I categorise and yes, redheadwhiteskin, that's you) is a notorious giggler.
What I dislike is embarrassed giggling.
I dislike embarrassed giggling when you say Vagina Monologues. I dislike embarrassed "ohs" when you ask people to go for the Vagina Monologues.
And what surprises me is that these are all women.
Some white, some indian, some ABCDs (yes I am Politically incorrect, but seriously what do you call indians who are brought up here, somebody educate me) - all of them looking away when you talk about this amazingly empowering play/monologue.
Maybe it's because I am in a small town.
The first time the posters came out for it 2 years ago, the taco lady was shocked.
Taco lady: "i can not believe they are putting THIS here. And they are going to play it"
Me: "Well, you know, embarrassed Hee Hah, it is...yeah"
Sigh. Why don't my righteous beliefs ever translate into righteous actions?
Thursday, February 23, 2006
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hey,
us say ur parents dont know abt ur bf. whys it a secret ??????? hahahahahaahah
hows life in a small town us city???
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