The women of planet Earth (and even the girls) have a problem and that is having a vagina.  Because the vagina is what makes the world turn round and round (and her sister organ, the boobs followed by the distant cousin, the butt). 

Women secretly have an inner desire to be loved and cherished, to be held and cuddled and nourished.  Yet the vagina is always the main agenda, so some just cave in and learn to use it as a manipulation tool for gain.  And so the cycle continues.

Words can’t describe the amount of times that I have wanted to connect with my fellow man not on a sexual level but on a deeper level, one filled with wonder, grace and complexity but alas, having a vagina seemed to be a major distraction because that was the only focus.  It was all that could be seen.  There was no depth, no humanity.  No humanity.  Have I mentioned perhaps…no humanity?

Because this is what The Vagina does.  It reduces humanity.  It becomes the #1 quest, the reason for the conversation and in many times the beverages exchanged, sometimes food, sometimes material goods, when all somebody wants (namely, women) to be heard and respected as an individual but the fact that they have that wet, dark, small hole waiting in hiding two feet below their lips that are moving but that are not really being heard so alas this means Nothing Else Matters.  This comes in SO MANY various forms, from the out-right just-wants-the-sex-now to the we-will-pretend-we-have-something-to-save face (smooth move!) but at the end of the day the quest is the same:  the hole.  This is the 21st century and its every man for himself don’t cha know??  There are profiles to be filled out and wish lists to be checked off.  Everything is understood and so organized and categorized now…right?

And here is the worse truth of them all.  That women do not (yet—it’s coming) rule the planet so these atrocious agendas are allowed to keep manifesting over and over again.  And wonderful, remarkable, honestly-loving-super-stars are held back for the service of something that is utilized for the most primal gain…

She sobs deep into the night.