The subject has been quite eloquently addressed by bloggers including Shah Wharton and Guerrilla Mom. Shah suggests you experience Eve Ensler's The Vagina Monologues in book form or in performance, and I wholeheartedly agree.
This post is all about vaginal pride.
This post is about not fearing the word "vagina," or the body part it represents. This post is about letting women be women. (This is from Shah's post.)
Sometimes vaginas get angry. (This is from Guerrilla Mom's post.) Think of "fear" here in the old-fashioned sense of "respect, awe," as in the expression "fear of the Lord." That's the proper attitude for approaching the subject of the sacred yoni.
Sometimes vaginas can be sweet, too. And sexy. Very sexy.
You know what vaginas shouldn't be? Silenced, in the Michigan state legislature or anywhere else. "Vagina" is anatomically correct, like clitoris, elbow, patella, penis, coccyx, vulva, larynx. If "vagina" is too formal and stuffy for you, use "pussy" or "cunt." Use them lovingly, adoringly, respectfully.
Use them loudly.
Tomorrow is U.S. Independence Day, but to paraphrase Bill Pullman in the movie Independence Day, this could be our vaginas' independence day.
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