Um, what are you talking about? The cover wasn’t pulled. The article clearly states that not only was the cover not pulled, but the editors of Babytalk are unswayed in their decision, and may but another breastfeeding picture on the cover in the future:
It’s too bad that so much of the time, the stupidest common denominator gets to make these decisions.
Regarding the first part of your post (and totally of topic): I once had a male. . . er . … companion randomly announce, “You know, one time I drank my friend’s wife’s breast milk.”
:eek: :dubious: ← Me
Him: “Oh, I mean, it was from a bottle. He said I should because it tastes good. It does. Man, when my wife is pregnant that is going to be so hot!”
And about the second part: I’m no harlot. I mean, the word harlot is way too classy for what I do.
Wait, what?
Of topic, off topic. Same difference, really. Someday I will learn to preview. . . maybe.
This is kind of off-topic, but I think it fits in just fine:
Yet another obscene Niple we don’t get to see. (No pictures in the linked article.)
(If you don’t get it: The state thinks it means ‘Now What The Fuck’. An apt sentiment if I ever heard one.)
Fortunately, I have already posted the perfect comeback:
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I just did. Thanks for the idea.
Well, if that image shows up on the cover of NAMBLA Quarterly, then we know to blame you for the idea…
I thought the baby was kissing someone’s ass.
For a second there I thought you were ranting about Eve and Pwecious Pwincess.
That is what I immediately thought. “aawwwwwwwww!” That and flashbacks to my own nursing days with my son.
Yes, a gigantic rollie eye for this one. Some people really just have way too much time on their hands. It’s funny. I’m a christian (NO, not one of those types). And I grew up around people who were easily offended and could find something dirty and “sinful” in the most innocent things. It’s just beyond the ability to describe the depth of stupidity when people go out of their way to find something nasty in things like this.
Wow.
I work at a baby-needs consignment store. Last week a lady walked in and looked around nervously. I asked if I could help her, and she whispered to me, “Is there anywhere I can breastfeed in this store? My baby is hungry, and I…”
My co-worker interrupted her. “Ma’am? This is a family store.” long pause “You can breastfeed anywhere you like!” 
Anywhere in the store, mothers can breastfeed. No prudes allowed. :mad:
Back on topic, my point is: shit, it’s a magazine about babies. Many babies breastfeed. Just like walking into my store - it’s a store for babies and their mothers. Naturally, you just might, maybe, perhaps, see a boob. The horror! The husbands that come in must be uncomfortable!
Beautiful.
Contrapuntal: Okay, why do women make bad carpenters?
I think its a lovely photo, and it reminded me too, of my little ones and the way they’d look up at me so adoringly as they fed. Now I tend to get scowls and kisses wiped off!
Anastaseaon, I think it’s great that your store lets people feed their babies where they like. I remember feeding my older son in England and once being asked to take him to the toilet in a restaurant (I refused, loudly and long! and the people eating around me backed me up!) and once in a corner of the great hall in the Imperial War Museum. A man had his eyes so full that he walked into a tank and banged his head on it - “Donnnnnnng!” My MIL just about had a heart attack with delight over that - it’s her best memory of her only trip to England!
I have never been to America “proper” only Hawaii, but I was horrified by the prudery/absolute slutfest that seems to exist in harmony. My one year old had swimming trunks on at the hotel beach, got wet, sat down and didn’t like the gritty feeling so promptly stripped off. Later I carried him back to our room and was stopped by security guards FOUR TIMES with “Maam, you’re going to have to put some clothes on that child.” (Yes, that’s why I’m carrying him, facing me, butt mostly covered by my arms, to my room to change him. No, I’m not going to make him wear gritty undies…) Then in the same hotel complex there were the beach babes with camel toe, bandaid sized bikinis, you name it.
Maybe her husband looks *a little too much * like the baby to be a coincidence. I think she’s jealous.
Because they’ve always been told “this is six inches,” (holds thumb and forefinger about three inches apart.)
It’s irritating to hear about such stupid people. I kept it in perspective, though, by noticing that the magazine has a circulation of 2,000,000 and received fewer than 5000 complaints about the cover. I take this as comforting evidence that, while stupid people are louder than reasonable people, we reasonable people do still outnumber the stupid ones.
Heck, it’s almost a haiku.
Here we have it friends, the boob that destroyed America. It’s ok. We had a good run; all good things must end…yadda, yadda, yadda. Well, time to get looting.
You’ve told this story before, I love it. I told my SO who cracked up, too.
Perhaps he was uncomfortable because his trousers suddenly became too tight?
That’s something I said to myself at least half a dozen times while reading the article.