choad wrote:

Least we're spared their questionable hygiene and braided armpits.

I did notice that you can't see their teeth either.

Mixing Spanish & French, or just retarded?

They forgot the card of the ~womyn~ with a newly minted penis & beard.

The tone of these says a lot about the era: "IMAGINE a girl lawyer? A girl student? Kids these days..."

I don't have time to look through google books to find some of the astonishingly wack shit that was done to women in the 19th century, especially in the medical field. (if you're interested, go to google books and search for the terms hysteria or neurasthenia in any book from the century)

If female hysteria was an anatomical malady of the womb, how would a wombless doctor treat that? Easy:


If only that device had a name, my renaming would have gone a lot smoother. Whatever it is, it seems better suited to brush fires.

Last edited by Htom Sirveaux (2012-12-11 16:48:11)

Call it what you will, hysteria is still with us, and will be until the World-Vagina runs dry. That's why Wilber is here, to calm and reassure the little darlings, with plangent words and mollifying tongue, to gently but firmly rid them of their neuroses and return them, relaxed and happy, to their appointed duties. (And I'm sure that the same dichotomy exists within the world of homosexuality. Not all faggots are great warriors or US Marines - many of them are frail and woman-like, and need to be kept safe and gently controlled. Such is the way of the world, no matter who you stick it in, or what your mother's epi-markers were.)