"How do people think we all got here? he asked. Go ahead, ask me questions, ask me whatever you want. It was almost a dare. He was willing to go public, he said, because there were other men in the same boat — who had lost their penises because of cancer or injuries — and he knew that many of them were so ashamed and mortified that they were depressed, isolated, withdrawn, living in the shadows, hiding what had happened to them.... He wanted to speak out, thinking maybe it would help other men...."
Re Thomas Manning, the man with the penis transplant.
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Go to a stranger in any foreign land, and start to talk to him (or her) about sex and genitals, and you will be astounded how they seem to have suddenly been possessed by American puritan morals.
The American elite are alienated from the much more numerous (and more vital in every way) American common people to such a great extent that they believe that the common people mistake saints for sinners, the law-abiding for criminals, and of course the sane for the mad.
Please. Some reporter ask Mr. Trump his opinion
on this matter.
He was willing to go public, he said...
Well, he was willing to go pubic, after all.
To make a long story short....
You never hear Theon Greyjoy bitching. . .
"infuriated"? Huh.
"Please don't start with the cock again, Thomas. I don't mean to..."
"MOTHERFUCKER! C'mere....Where you goin'? You better run....bee-otch!"
The doctor's name is "Dicken Ko".
And his business is called Dick-N-Go.
With the Viagra and Cialis ads on 24/7 and with internet pornograpy ubiquitous, how does anyone still fear hearing or saying the word penis in public?
Does not compute, said Doctor Spock, but then he had a Vulcan sized phallus.
No one talks about "sex and genitals" because there is no cause to talk about it. Find a woman and you can talk about it to the extent that she is willing to listen.
That said, the prevailing faith in liberal societies is that human life is the product of spontaneous conception. Or perhaps that is just the secular religious doctrine that displaced and replaced traditional religious principles and deprecated scientific evidence.
Don't Europeans usually say that Americans are too open? That you sit next to an American on a train and they will tell you their life story?
A Letter from Miss Harriet Tubman, Kansas, 1954:
No, I am not THAT Harriet Tubman.
I keep thinking it can't get worse, and then worse it does.
Evidently, one of Mr. Hampton's Mexicans showed his Mexican man parts to Louisa Evers, of the Evers Lumber family. The Evers gives good wood to everyone in these parts.
Now, no one knows if Louisa has ever seen a man part before, on account of her being so unhealthy and thickly, but she described it in detail, and it certainly sounds like a man part, even a Mexican one of which I myself have never seen. To point that out.
She says she saw a devil in his hands, like a snake with a dead blank eye, and the Town Men said that is surely a Mexican Devil Cock.
Needless to say, the Town is in a dither. Some people say if you kill the Mexican the Mexican Devil Cock will live on, while others say it is like killing a Negro and then all the parts is done dead.
I hope the Lord guides us through this Time of Trouble. I can only assume that the Mexican Devil Cock is God testing us, but I sure don't know what it all means.
Sincerely,
Harriet.
I am Laslo.
It's still feminine modesty coexisting with feminism. Each makes use of the other.
I don't really think we have taboos of this sort.
No one talks about losing a penis, because what do you SAY? And all the guys in the vicinity get faint and convulse to protect their groin areas.
A Letter from Miss Harriet Tubman, Kansas, 1954:
No, I am not THAT Harriet Tubman.
Oh Lord help me, it is now in my dreams.
I woke from a frightful sleep, sweating and gagging.
A Mexican Devil Cock was writhing and spitting and chasing me, and it kept trying to slide its Devil Way into my tiny pale white mouth.
I kept my mouth closed and clenched as tight as I could, I truly did, but it kept pushing and pushing at it, relentless, rubbing on my lips in a way that sends shivers through my legs.
Then a magnificent stout Negro entered my dream and slapped the Mexican Devil Cock away with his big strong arms, and then he put his Negro Cock in my mouth so that the Mexican Devil Cock couldn't make any trespass, like a big, big cork in the little narrow neck of a wine bottle.
As I said: I started gagging, and then woke up with my jaw hurting and saliva everywhere.
Lord, what are you trying to tell me? Do I trust my Dream Negro, or is that the Devil, too?
Help, me Lord, I am adrift.
Sincerely,
Harriet.
I am Laslo.
"Sweat", by Zora Neale Hurston. 1926.
http://wwwi.mcpherson.edu/~claryb/en255/handouts/sweat.pdf
It's about a wicked man who terrorizes his wife with giant snake called "Satan." You can talk about anything you want in America, if you are willing to use metaphors. All it takes is imagination.
Job is first afflicted with such things as hemorrhoids and eczema. Some afflictions lack gravitas, and that is a painful part of the affliction. For someone not so afflicted, a penis amputation is somewhat comical. So is the wish for a man to dress as a woman. It is quite possible to have a condition that makes life miserable for that person and that other people find somewhat comical.
I sympathize. It was years before I could talk freely and openly about my penis surgery. But I had to have the reduction operation, because I was so tired of the gasps of terror.
Sounds like he could spearhead a new movement.
Thomas Manning, the man nobody heard from or about until he, himself, got his replacement penis. Hmmm.
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