After starting her May 15 WorldNetDaily column with an anecdote about trying to keep a bull from impregnating a cow because "we didn't want a calf born in the middle of winter," Patrice Lewis finds a disturbing analogy she likes and runs with it:
Right now feminists are celebrating the 50th anniversary of the Pill, lauding its effects and congratulating society for allowing women to act like rutting cattle. See how far we've advanced in the past half-century?
Just think of the implications if America kept its pants on. If women kept their bloomers buttoned. If men kept their wick zipped.
But no, instead we got the Pill, lauded by feminists the world over for allowing us to rut like cattle.
"For the first time in human history," says Letty Cottin Pogrebin, a founding editor of Ms. Magazine, "a woman could control her sexuality and determine her readiness for reproduction by swallowing a pill smaller than an aspirin. Critics warned that the Pill would spawn generations of loose, immoral women; what it spawned was generations of empowered women who are better equipped to make rational choices about their lives."
Empowered, that's it. Women acting like rutting cattle are empowered.
Proponents of the Pill point out the ability for couples to plan their families rather than having more kids than they can support. While the Pill has undoubtedly been used for this, it's pretty obvious the majority of women who take it aren't planning families with their husbands. They're single women enjoying the freedom to rut like cattle with no side effects. And if there should be a "side effect," then Planned "Parenthood" (what a laughable name) stands in the wings waiting to "liberate" them. Gosh, I feel empowered.
Economic historian Claudia Goldin says, "The Pill was a great 'enabler.' With the Pill, large numbers of college women could embark on careers that involved long-term, up-front time commitments in education and training as physicians, lawyers, veterinarians, managers and academics, among others. The Pill fostered women's careers by effectively lowering the costs of training."
Well, for Pete's sake, it's the easiest thing in the world to obtain all the education and career advancements you want. You simply keep your pants on. But this isn't good enough for "liberated" women. Somehow they've concluded that mindless rutting is empowering.
Sure, go ahead and rut like an animal, sweetie. I hope it makes you feel empowered.
Are feminists telling me they can't control themselves? That, like our cow in heat, they are mindlessly controlled by hormones? That they are incapable of keeping their pants on and therefore need artificial methods to allow them to advance their careers between sessions of mindless rutting? This is empowerment?
Oh, and it gets better, for she explains how she handled her impregnated cow problem:
Because of our cow's ill-timed heat cycle, we will be giving her a shot of Lutalyse (an abortant) so she won't have her calf in the middle of a bitterly cold north Idaho winter. Bingo, problem solved.
But is this really how you want to "solve" the problem of your teenage daughter's ill-timed pregnancy? A quick trip to Planned Parenthood and bingo, an abortion? Have we really "advanced" this much?
I suppose 50 years of the Pill has done some good. It's shown us that returning to the roots of our morality isn't such a bad thing. It's demonstrated that sinking into the depths of hedonism doesn't bring lifelong peace and joy.
C'mon, folks, don't let a bunch of cows show us up. Keep your pants on, America.
This sounds like a job for Amanda Marcotte (who has, coincidentally, written on a related subject).