Last year, women voted for their vaginas. I know it’s true because the media said so. During the election, everywhere I looked a helpful Democrat was telling me they “supported my vagina” and that “evil-rich-white-men” shouldn’t tell me what do to with said vagina. Er, okay. Apparently there was this massive war for my genitalia that I was unaware of, and thank goodness Obama and the “liberals that be” were looking out for my lady parts. Shew!
Of course, I was more concerned about the economy sucking wind, our troops overseas and the huge amounts of unemployed women in poverty under Obama, but hey, I guess I should have been more concerned with things like birth control and getting the government to pay for it. Yes, according to Democrats I should have every right to tell you my vagina is none of your business, but if I can’t afford birth control, you have to pay for it. So pay up–otherwise you’re just a part of the war on me!
As a part of this whole lady part “shock and awe”, last year during the RNC a group of women dressed up like vaginas and danced around, proclaiming their freedom. I thought about dressing up like a dollar bill and dancing around trying to remind everyone about the deficit, but somehow that didn’t seem as attention grabbing as the other. They sang songs about their rights and even dared to waddle into the actual convention in an attempt to protest. Silly me, I was more interested in hearing Governor Martinez (NM) talk about strong leadership as a woman when clearly we should have been dressed up as a female body organ and demanding equal pay. Ya’ know, because when you’re dressed up like a dancing vagina, people take you seriously.
I suppose what bothers me most of all (besides the visual of a woman dressed up like a vagina and dancing to, “I Gotta Be Me”) is the idea that as a woman, all I care about is myself and what happens between my legs—that the only part of me that matters is the reproductive part and the rest is irrelevant. For example, let’s say I am concerned with a balanced budget and I bring this up with a Democrat. Before I can even finish my statement they’re crying and telling me not to let anyone tell me what to do with my body. Okay, not sure what my body has to do with a balanced budget but hey, knock yourself out… with a brick.
Liberal women don’t seem to understand (or care) that Democrats believe in bigger government, so voting for Democrats empowers the government, not themselves. Demanding legislation be passed that forces employers to pay us based on being a woman versus being paid based on our ability, experience and accomplishments is beyond insulting. It feeds the idea that can’t do for ourselves and that we need government to take care of us – it propagates the idea of the “weaker sex.” And of course, the government loves this, because if we need them, we’ll keep voting for them.
Conservative women do not buy into this idea – in fact we fight against it. So when a liberal is shocked that I am a conservative and supposedly “I’m voting against my own best interests”, I just shake my head because they obviously don’t know a thing about my own best interests. Oh, you’re worried about free birth control? Gee, I’m concerned about our border and the illegal aliens costing us millions and millions in tax dollars every year. You think I should focus on “my body my choice?” Sorry, I’m a bit busy focusing on the $16 trillion dollar deficit and what that will mean to my kids if we don’t fix it.
There is so much more to being a woman than having ovaries, and I hope my liberal counterparts figure this out. Otherwise they’re fighting this war that simply doesn’t exist, and in doing so, ignoring a very real war on the American people as a whole. Liberal women need to stop focusing on themselves, and start paying attention to the country around them; otherwise all they’re going to have left are their vaginas.