For those irony impaired, yesterday Rush Limbaugh poked fun at the utter farce that our society has become.
After Georgetown law student and “reproductive rights activist” Sandra Fluke — told sympathetic policy-makers that the administration’s so-called contraception mandate should stand … because her peers are going broke buying birth control, Rush suggested that if women were going to demand that they be provided free birth control for their sexual appetites, that the payers ought to get something in return. After all, demanding money for sex is an old profession. It was brutal satire of what was an absurd proposal.
“So, Ms. Fluke, and the rest of you Femi-Nazis, here’s the deal: If we are going to pay for your contraceptives and, thus, pay for you to have sex, we want something for it. And I’ll tell you what it is. We want you to post the videos online so we can all watch.”
The media promptly went insane. According to NBC’s William’s on last night’s news, women were outraged at Rush’s cruel painting of this poor defenseless law student as a prostitute.
Mind you, a grown woman testifying before Congress that she wants them to force institutions that don’t believe in contraception to pay for her and anyone else like her to be able to have seemingly consequence free sex as often as she and anyone else who wants to likes, is NOT outrageous. Is NOT shameful. Is not something which should give anyone serious pause.
But suggesting that instead of simply being cheap (morally and fiscally), she ought to “put out” something in return for goodies she demands? THIS tarnishes her reputation? The twitterverse exploded. “How shameful!” Yes. I agree, how awful to women. I feel faint. Heavens to Betsy!…What vulgarity! My poor ears. They’ve been befouled. I need smelling salts. How is a woman who can’t manage her affairs (sexually or fiscally) an empowered feminist? She’s still demanding someone pay for her, take care of her. She’s still a kept woman, or alternatively if that is too harsh, she’s about as emancipated as a confirmed spinster in a knitting bee.
Memo to all of you moonbat women out there: Don’t want to be referred to as anything but a lady? Act like nothing other than one.