And just because I find rape disgusting, and have never had that impulse, doesn’t mean I can make a leap into the minds of women and dismiss how they feel day to day, moment to moment, in ways both blatant and subtle, from other men, and the way the media represents the world they live in, and from what they hear in songs, see in movies, and witness on stage in a comedy club.
There is a collective consciousness that can detect the presence (and approach) of something good or bad, in society or the world, before any hard “evidence” exists. It’s happening now with the concept of “rape culture.” Which, by the way, isn’t a concept. It’s a reality. I’m just not the one who’s going to bring it into focus. But I’ve read enough viewpoints, and spoken to enough of my female friends (comedians and non-comedians) to know it isn’t some vaporous hysteria, some false meme or convenient catch-phrase.
Since the DivaCup collects your flow, instead of absorbing, it can be used for periods of all kinds; heavy, light, undecided, it don’t matter! With tampons there’s always the risk of TSS and choosing the right absorbency for your flow is a big consideration. Not so with The DivaCup! It’s the only one you’ll ever need. DIVA 4EVA!
In case you weren’t already aware; your vagina is a tomato. These are some sensitive tissues we’re talking about, hell it’s a veritable botanical garden up in there and the last thing I want to add to that mix is a bunch of scratchy rayon fibers and god-knows-what else, messing with my pH levels. Not to mention that when the tampon is removed, it might not ALL come out. Give me the smooth, flexible, inert material of the cup any day. The DivaCup can’t be felt once inserted and it doesn’t dry you out the way tampons tend to. It just quietly catches your flow, leaving all your vaginal friendlies to do their important lubricating, pH-balancing work.
This baby is made from 100% unadulterated healthcare-grade silicone. The DivaCup will last for 1 year at least and with proper care and cleaning, for many more. Plus, if your period is more of a torrential downpour, worry not! The Diva can take it since it holds up to a full fluid ounce, around twice as much as the highest absorbency tampon.
Who loves late night runs to the drugstore because you ran out of tampons? Who loves having to canvas the room asking for a spare, cause your period arrived unexpectedly. No one, that’s who! Free yourself from the rayon-y tyranny of the tamp! Stop paying a monthly rent on your own body! If you’ve got a DivaCup, you’ll never run out and you’ll never need to beg or borrow.
I have a pretty light period, which means I get to leave my DivaCup in for the full 12 hours. Ya, you heard me right: 12 carefree frolicking-in-white-pants hours. That’s less time spent futzing around in the bathroom and more time spent on important things, like eating pizza and binge-watching an entire season of Downton Abbey in one sitting. Clearly I have my priorities in order.
According to a new study, birth control pills with lower doses of estrogen—the ones that gynecologists have been pushing on many young women since they were in high school—may be linked to chronic pelvic pain, including pain during orgasm.
Yes, that’s right, Lizzie Crocker writes on Women in the World. “Your low-hormone pill could leave you screaming during sex for all the wrong reasons.”
The study, gleaned from an online survey involving 1,000 women between the ages of 19-39, found that women on lower-dose oral contraceptives (less than 20 micrograms of synthetic estrogen) were twice as likely to report pelvic pain during or after orgasm than those on contraceptives with higher estrogen levels, or those who weren’t on the pill at all.
These symptoms can be quite burdensome and painful depending on their severity and the way they affect quality of life,” lead researcher Dr. Nirit Rosenblum told The Daily Beast. “Young women in particular need to be aware of these adverse side effects because they are generally being prescribed the low-dose pills.
Rosenblum, who specializes in female pelvic medicine and reconstructive surgery at NYU Langone Medical Center in New York City, said she and her partners first noticed the link between low-dose pills and pain amongst their patients.
I’ve been taking this type of pill without any such issues since I was a teenager, before I even knew what pre-ejaculate was, let alone exactly how the pill prevented baby-making. All I knew was that the low-dose option was believed to be a better bet for women like me who have a history of breast cancer in their family.
But the latest study has me weighing whether to toss my trusty plastic pack of oral contraceptives altogether and use a diaphragm like they did in the old days. Sure, inserting a silicone cup into one’s vagina every time there’s a window of opportunity for sex is a bit of a hassle and, well, not exactly sexy. But when the other option might be never enjoying sex again, reaching for the dome-shaped device seems like a no-brainer. Or, if I don’t want revert back to the birth control of choice for my mother’s generation, I might sign up for IUD implantation, the Ortho Evra patch, or the progestogen-only Depo-Provera shot.
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
IS THAT WHAT THAT WAS
YEAH OKAY FUCK EVERYTHING
Women should have way more access to information about non-hormonal birth-control. I was on a couple of types of hormonal birth control for a year, and they seriously messed with my system in all sorts of very upsetting ways.
Then I got a copper IUD. I get it replaced once every five years. No mood swings, no constantly checking my calendar to see if I forgot to take a pill or change my patch, no strangeness in the timing of my cycle.
I love my IUD. And everyone should be able to get access to birth control that works as well for them as my IUD works for me.
Aargh. So much of this makes me angry at the world.
Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are genuinely good guys who just don’t understand why their comments might be unwelcome. Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are creepy predators. Most are somewhere in between, and guess what? I don’t know you, I don’t know your life, and I have no idea if you’re going to leave it at “Hey, you look good in that dress!” or follow it up with “But you’d look better without it! Har har! C’mon, where’re you going? I know you heard me! Fucking cunt, nobody wants your fat ass anyway, bitch.”
When you compliment a random woman who doesn’t know you, no matter how nice you are about it, there’s a good chance she’s going to freak out internally because for all she knows, you could be that latter type. And I get that it’s really unfair that women would just assume that about you. I get that it sucks that sometimes, expressing totally reasonable opinions like “hey you’re hot” will make women terrified of you or furious at you. That’s not fair.
But if you’re going to lay the blame for that somewhere, for fuck’s sake, don’t blame the woman. Blame all the guys who have called her a bitch and a cunt for ignoring their advances. Blame all the guys who may have harassed, abused, or assaulted her in the past. Blame all the people who may never do such a thing themselves, but who were quick to blame her and tell her to just get over it. Blame the fact that if she stops and talks to you and then something bad happens, people will blame her for stopping and talking to you.
Window Socket - Kyuho Song & Boa Oh
So this is an absolutley brilliant idea! Just attach the plug on to a window and it will harness solar energy. A small converter will convert it into electricity which can be freely used as a plug when you are in the car, on a plane or outside.
Love this design and I really think it has a great potential.