Friday, April 9, 2010
Tonight is the Show
Thursday, April 8, 2010
If your yoni could run for president, what would be the first item on her agenda?
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
What are some of your yoni's funniest dating stories?
More than just a tweet. The Super Hero Saga revealed. Part 1
My yoni is real chill, but she's an undercover superhero. One time, she was on a date with herself at a dance club. There were some super villians hanging out and trying to sneak up from behind her. They didn't even have the decency to introduce themselves from the front. As soon as one of her favorite songs came on and she started moving to the beats, one of these thugs tried to bring her down. So she threw a gin n tonic in his face and kicked his ass. Boo ya!
It's in my body.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
My Yoni's Other Yoni-- (explicit)
For a long time now I've been thinking about yoni-oppression. We seem to have gotten yoni-sisterhood and yoni-power down (heck, we even have a yoni-den) but damn, let's talk about yoni-oppression. It's when women talk SHIZ-NIT against other women! I do it ALL THE TIME and you do it ALL THE FUCKING TIME! I know because you said it to my friend who told that bitch who then went to that whore and told me what your dumbass-face said to me! You bitch!
That's what I mean, ladies - that is oppression in the most freakiest of senses! Don't you see it?! Patriarchy is so good at this kind of shit - it's setup a system so that the men can walk away and make sure their women will never rise above them or push for equality because we’re to fucking busy talking shit about each other. IT’S TRUE! Yeah, you might think I’m radical and I’m a femi-nazi but that doesn’t matter right now. And no I’m not saying men actively plan this shit and want to oppress us (even though some do), but I am saying that maybe you should think of this for just a little longer. Spend less time thinking of “that bitch” as that bitch and more time of thinking about her oppression and how her oppression is speaking out. Tell your men about it too and see what they say – if they don’t agree or don’t even want to think about it. Think twice about them.
Love,
That bitch
Friday, April 2, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Question 2: What Music Does Your Yoni Make?
My Yoni is a Rhythmic Sponge
My yoni's scientific name is Porifera, which means “pore-bearer”.
Its pores are the experiences it has.
They are also the information that it absorbs.
The ostia and osculum allow things both to go in and out.
My yoni is sessile, rooted to a spot on my body due to my gland cells
Myocytes control my yoni's cell size, just so it don't get *too* crazy (just crazy enough to shout its name to the world)
Epithelial cells line it, as does knowledge.
Spicules form its base, its defense.z
Ectoderm is what it shows my predators.
Endoderm is its true inside that only a select few see and experience
Mesenchyme, the space between my layers is also the connection between them.
It filter-feeds the environment, especially bad language towards yonis everywhere.
My yoni has a variety of body forms, encrusting and vase-like.
The encrusting one takes the shape of my surroundings, and learns from the experience of others
The vase-like one is delicate and sensitive
It is asymmetrical, so my yoni is unique.
My yoni has the ability to soak things up, like experiences, information, and messes. My yoni can resurrect myself. Despite the bad, it can always bring itself together, and become whole again.
My yoni is a sponge.
Satprit K.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Nine Questions for Nine Women
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Marriage
My family and community are both STRONGLY encouraging me to get married! Their worries are two fold. First, if I wait too long I will have become too old and then finding a match will become even harder. Secondly, the longer I wait the more likely I will find someone who is not in my community. In turn they fear I will stop attending functions and stop being an active member of the community. The worst part of it all is that sometimes I feel like a carry a burden of saving my family’s honor. You see, my sister married outside of the community and since that day I feel like I am my parents last hope of restoring their reputation. It sounds like a Bollywood drama, but it is not. It is a reality that many of us still face.
I cannot just place the blame on everyone else. Since I was a little girl I always looked forward to the day when I would have my own husband and kids. This is a dream that I actually look forward to and anxiously await. I guess it’s a combination of the cultural influence and what I want for myself that makes me think this way…but really, doesn’t everybody wonder who there life partner will be sometime or another? Now that I am at that age I am starting to get nervous. Why has that not happened for me? When will it happen for me? I see all my friends beginning to settle down and I sometimes feel like I am still at square one, alone.
So as much as I wish I could say that it was only my family and community who desperately want to see me married off I cannot because it would be a lie. Their desperation only reinforces my own.
--Anonymous