This week over at Beauty vs The Beast, Mimi and Metal Mark tackle the subject of the ongoing court case which has become known as Roe v Wade for Men. They both did a great job and while my opinion is slightly different, I certainly respect their opinions and their arguments were good.
I rarely tackle political or legal subjects here but the pregnancy angle of the story reminded me of a subject that I wrote of in the early days of this blog. (It seems strange to speak of the early days of my blog, when I haven't even reached my blogaversary. But blog time is strange.) So, here is my old post but a word of caution; I am at my crudest and least politically correct on this archived post.
I blame it on Demi Moore who posed for Vanity Fair with her nude pregnant gut. Now we have Britney Spears-Federline splashed all over the net, bikini clad and ready to pop. And it is not only celebrities recently my wife and I were getting a bite to eat at a bar and grill and one waitress was wearing a midriff top, hiphugger jeans, and a pregnant gut with a belly button ring that resembled an all done button on a Butterball Turkey. A friend at the office explained that she had a similar waitress this weekend on a trip to Santa Fe. It's not that pregnancy makes me nervous. It is only a consequence of a natural act but if this result is showcased what is next people flashing genital warts and herpes. Call me old fashioned but the only time a woman should be showing off her pregnant gut is when she is dancing at a nudie girl biker bar plopped down somewhere in the rotation between the toothless chick and the elderly lesbian who's stripping for the annual Tits for Tots charity drive.
Since this story came out I have softened a bit on the subject. My middle step-daughter is due to give birth soon and the thought of being a grandfather has perhaps softened me a bit. I was to late though to get her this gift when she first announced her pregnancy.