Our Ladies of Perpetual Outrage™, Part Dos

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Our Ladies of Perpetual Outrage™, Part Dos

Last week I posted on Our Ladies of Per­pet­ual Out­rage™, the Left’s mil­i­tant wing of women who reduce them­selves to their pri­vate parts.

We saw them en masse the day after Pres. Trump’s inau­gu­ra­tion, not only in cities across the U.S.A., but even in spots as far away as Antar­tica and Tokyo - espe­cially if there was an Amer­i­can con­sulate or embassy nearby where expats could congregate.

That march, accord­ing to Wikipedia, was one-​size-​fits-​all, just like a pussy­hat, as far as purpose,

the goal of pro­mot­ing women’s rights, immi­gra­tion reform, and health care reform; to counter Islam­o­pho­bia, rape cul­ture, and LGBTQ abuse; and to address racial inequities (e.g., Black Lives Mat­ter), work­ers’ issues, and envi­ron­men­tal issues.[1]

It also gave a much-​too-​revealing look at the per­ni­cious nar­cis­sism of those who find it appro­pri­ate to parade around in vagina [sic] costumes.

Well, once you’re into weird suits, why not just go top­less, too?

Last month three women got busted for going top­less at a pub­lic beach some three hun­dred miles south of Buenos Aires, Argentina. Not exactly what I would con­sider earth-​shattering news.

In the South Amer­i­can sum­mer (where a lot of places do not have air-​conditioning), as in sum­mers all other the world, peo­ple go to the beach. Most of them keep their clothes on.

The three women didn’t, one thing led to another, and before you know it, twenty cops turned up. It must have been a slow day at the precinct.

Fol­low­ing their release, the three women decided to make a big fuss, and before you know it, Argen­tin­ian women decided to demon­strate top­less, of course, and yes­ter­day the coun­try wit­nessed El Tetazo [link NOT SUIT­ABLE FOR WORK].

It’s now win­ter in the North­ern Hemi­sphere, so the next thing is going to be the Day With­out a Woman gen­eral strike, to stoke the protest­ing fires,

Its name reminds me of the 2004 flop, A Day With­out a Mex­i­can, espe­cially the “date to be announced” part.

Nobody in freez­ing weather is going to remove their coats, but, con­ve­niently, A Day With­out a Woman can take place indoors.

Just don’t be sur­prised if, once the temps warm up, the pussyhat-​wearing boobs go on parade … again.

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz posts on U.S. and Latin Amer­ica at Fausta’s blog.

Last week I posted on Our Ladies of Perpetual Outrage™, the Left’s militant wing of women who reduce themselves to their private parts.

We saw them en masse the day after Pres. Trump’s inauguration, not only in cities across the U.S.A., but even in spots as far away as Antartica and Tokyo – especially if there was an American consulate or embassy nearby where expats could congregate.

That march, according to Wikipedia, was one-size-fits-all, just like a pussyhat, as far as purpose,

the goal of promoting women’s rights, immigration reform, and health care reform; to counter Islamophobia, rape culture, and LGBTQ abuse; and to address racial inequities (e.g., Black Lives Matter), workers’ issues, and environmental issues.[1]

It also gave a much-too-revealing look at the pernicious narcissism of those who find it appropriate to parade around in vagina [sic] costumes.

Well, once you’re into weird suits, why not just go topless, too?

Last month three women got busted for going topless at a public beach some three hundred miles south of Buenos Aires, Argentina. Not exactly what  I would consider earth-shattering news.

In the South American summer (where a lot of places do not have air-conditioning), as in summers all other the world, people go to the beach. Most of them keep their clothes on.

The three women didn’t, one thing led to another, and before you know it, twenty cops turned up. It must have been a slow day at the precinct.

Following their release, the three women decided to make a big fuss, and before you know it, Argentinian women decided to demonstrate topless, of course, and yesterday the country witnessed El Tetazo [link NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK].

It’s now winter in the Northern Hemisphere, so the next thing is going to be the Day Without a Woman general strike, to stoke the protesting fires,

Its name reminds me of the 2004 flop, A Day Without a Mexican, especially the “date to be announced” part.

Nobody in freezing weather is going to remove their coats, but, conveniently, A Day Without a Woman can take place indoors.

Just don’t be surprised if, once the temps warm up, the pussyhat-wearing boobs go on parade . . . again.

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz posts on U.S. and Latin America at Fausta’s blog.