Oh and dicks ain’t pretty but I’m sure their owners never feel the urge to change them (NOBODY reads the “enlarge my dick” emails surely???)
well, I meant in terms of sports & stuff like that. shrugs shot in the dark on my part, really; I just figured that overly sexist societies would frown on little girls running around doing tomboyish things a lot more so than over here.
probably right.
…I’m sure no man has ever thought there was something about his penis he’d like to change. ever. :rolleyes:
I knew what you meant. I just thought that things like getting water and firewood may involve more bending, lifting etc then sport would. It was just a guess.
I’m sure many men would like to change something about their dicks…do they do it though?
Most men seem to feel the dick is too special for surgical alteration 
Speaking of Eastern traditions, I like the menarche ceremony in The Red Tent by Anita Diamant.
That’s a better idea. Let women deflower the girl gently, and leave men and their silly patriarchal values out of it. Then when she does get married, she won’t get pain of defloration from the first time they have sex. For this rational, humane system the Israelites substituted their Biblical values that increase pain, humiliation, and chattel subjugation for the women… and domination for the men. No thanks!
About hymens without any holes (imperforate hymens) it’s not that rare, is usually diagnosd when someone complains of not having started their period, and is easily fixed by a gynaecologist and a scalpel.
The resulting gush of months worth of backed up blood prompted a gynaecologist to comment “not the day to have chocolate sauce on your icecream” after explaining the procedure in a lecture.
Some women (ones with severe perineal tears or long, difficult labours) might actually have some fistulae or prolapse that might benefit from surgery. Everyone else, not so much. Kegels would probably do the same job, without all the risks associated with an anaesthetic and the risks of haemorrhage and infection associated with surgery.
You want sad? You watch an obstetrician explaining to the husband of a women who has undergone FGM that no, he won’t be sewing up his wife after she’s given birth. One of the few times I’ve watched the police have to be called to escort a violent relative from a hospital.
Erm - how many men actually stare at a woman’s vagina, “trying to get aroused”?
Aren’t men more likely to get arouses from just the thought of sex, or from the (more visible) breasts and legs, or from physical contact?
I’m just trying to imagine some guy in his fifties, married for thirty years, sitting in front of his bored wife spreading her legs for him, frowning his brow in intense concentration as he tries to get a hard-on.
I’d say there’s a likelihood a hell of a lot of men - particularly from the older generation - never even saw their wives’ vaginas close up, because sex was often mainly missionary, the wives were coy and preferred “lights out”, and there wasn’t Cosmo and other magazines extolling the virtures and techniques of oral.
Chris Knight: You didn’t touch anything, did you?
Mitch: No.
Chris Knight: Good. Because all of my filth is arranged in alphabetical order. This, for instance, is under ‘H’ for "toy.
Mitch: What is it?
Chris Knight: It’s a penis stretcher. Do you want to try it?
Sorry, it’s a complete and utter non-sequitor/tangent/hijack, but I need a relief from work and a Real Genius quote seemed to be in order.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled discussion on the evils of female genital mutilation and/or cosmetic modification.
Stranger
We…elll… can’t say how common it is, but I could sit and stare at my missus’ girly bits all day, if she would let me (OK, it would be a kinda weird thing to do for a whole day) and yes, this would arouse me, I think, for the entire duration.
That’s not to say that I don’t also enjoy looking at other parts of her too, of course.
Exactly! But the point is you don’t have to try. If you had to make an effort to get aroused by staring at one part, you’d surely stare at another, or talk dirty, or something.
Sounds like you’re a regular renaissance man.
I have to ask a serious question. What will it look like in 30 years? Why’s it called rejuvination? Mine has looked more or less the same since puberty. Am I in for a horrible surprise one of these days? Or do people have this surgery because of the pregnancy/childbirth related stuff?
I’m not a man 
Honestly - I have no clue how vaginas “age”. I do know they can be less “pretty” after childbirth. But should I have kids, I am sure the prettiness of my vagina would be a fairly low priority concern, unless I took up porn as a career.
I do think that the increasing trend of giving women phobias about their vaginas is absolutely fucking obscene. It’s an orifice, nothing more. As long as it’s clean and healthy, and working well for the woman (in terms of pelvic floor and continence and comfort during sex) then it’s fine. If we start having to obsess about the bits that don’t even show in a transparent skintight lycra outfit, then the world is a pretty damn sad place.
Well, here’s the odd thing; the ‘after’ shots on that website, sorta look like they were trying for a prepubescent configuration.
I assure you, most guys (and some chicks) consider the the Holy Temple of Eris.
Nothing more than an oriface, indeed!
Stranger
A website I saw a week or so back, posted on a “wtf?” type website, featured a “vagina comparison”.
I tried to bleach it from my mind, but the preferred qualities were all pubescent: smoothness, puffiness(?) and something to do with “high arches” or “curves” or something. I couldn’t even figure what they were talking about, and I didn’t stay long enough to find out.
Well I guess that’s why you don’t know about old guys staring at their wives’ crotches and praying for wood then!
I would like to know how it ages if anyone can tell me. Please don’t make me ask my mom.
Oh my god. That’s horrible. I hope the poor woman was okay.
“I woke up. The pain and sickness all over me like an animal. Then I realized what it was. The music coming up from the floor was our old friend, Ludwig Van, and the dreaded Ninth Symphony. And I was touching myself.”
Huh?
A Clockwork Orange, in which Alex is conditioned to become ill at the sight of a woman’s private bits, and incidently attaches a phobic response to the Ninth Symphony.
Stranger
Guin, check out “Clockwork Orange” concerning what society and doctors will do to people to make them turn into what society believes they should be.