Many current actresses and has-been harridans in Hollywood are registering their shock and fury at losing the sacred and unrestricted right to kill unborn babies in Georgia and Alabama by threatening to withhold sexual favors until the fetal heartbeat law is repealed.
Never mind that for several of them – Bette Midler and the unhinged Rosanna Arquette come to mind – getting pregnant is a ship that has sailed some time ago. Ah yes, but what about their grown daughters’ “reproductive rights”? Yeah, what about that? “Reproductive rights” is a repulsive, Orwellian euphemism for something which involves no reproduction whatsoever, only death. How can any woman advocate for the “right” of her daughter to terminate with extreme prejudice her own grandchildren? Beats me.
But back to the big sex strike. You’re not exactly the Teamsters or Sanitation Workers, actress ladies. Striking works when it inconveniences your fellow citizens enough that they pressure management to cave. A Personal Sex Strike is even stupider than if boiler-room phone solicitors struck (please, God) or the IRS Audit Division decided to picket until they got higher wages. See, those examples would be work stoppages that every sane person would be hoping would go on forever. Similarly, no one on earth cares whether any of you ever have sex again.
-Ammo Grrrll (aka, Susan Vass, Thoughts from the Ammo line)
