I'm illustrating this post with a picture of Madonna holding a very large fish. It works for me. It's my very favorite fish ever, and I've lovingly named it "Slut." Shame on you, Slut, for appearing on the stage with Madonna.
Here's the deal. I can't, just can't, become the blogosphere's token slut shamer. That would be wrong. Also, apparently I'm not even very good at it, and my jokes on the subject fall flat.
The National Enquirer should be ashamed that they just slut shamed Cindy McCain.
And will do it again as soon as they can with Sarah Palin.
Because they're women, and I'm a feminist, I must report that everything they do with their sexuality is above reproach, no matter:
- what public stands they make,
- and how much of a pair of fucking hypocrites their behavior makes them,
- because their Party attempts every fucking day with POLICIES THESE WOMEN HAVE ENDORSED to get inside America's bedroom and tell the rest of us how to behave.
And if they ever hang their tits out in the street with forethought, I'm especially not supposed to giggle.
Got that? And by the way,
it's not funny.