chochiyo_sama

GG, don't read this entry.  It is going to have some very bad words in it.

Go flog Clong or play with Frank the Bunny.

:)

Last night I read Carmen's livejournal about Harry calling her a cunt. 

It has been eating at me ever since.

Cunt is such an ugly word.  While I say "fuck" with depressing frequency these days, I RARELY even consider using the world Cunt.  In fact, I think I've only used it in real life twice.  And never directly to someone as in "You are a ..."  Once I refered to a group of self-absorbed, holier-than-thou, prissy-ass women as "The Cunt Clan" when speaking of them to another friend.  I would never call them that to their face.  Bitches, maybe.  But never cunts.

Cunt reminds me of the word Squaw.  In my youth, I thought "squaw" meant "woman."  It doesn't.  It is the NA word to refer to the woman's sexual organ.  I learned that white trappers called NA women "squaws" because, to them, that was what those women were--their entire existance, their entire significance, their entire use was to be a penis receptacle.  Willing or not.

Cunt is the same thing.  Both Cunt and Squaw are harsh, abrupt sounding words as well.  Even if you had no clue what they meant, you'd be able to tell it wasn't anything nice by the way they sound.  Both of those words are dehumanizing.  Calling a woman a cunt reduces her to the status of an object--a tight little pocket existing solely for the purpose of being a temporary container for a man's penis.  Her brain, her thoughts, her dreams, her talents, her creativity, her self--all of those things are swept away, tossed into the bin, with one gutteral word.

Cunt.

The unfathomable level of disrespect indicated by someone using this word is mind-boggling.  Especially when it is used on someone you (supposedly) love.  It's more than simple disrespect.  It's contempt.  It's a level of malevolence that makes me feel sick to my stomach, and angry.  Very angry.  It's hard for me to wrap my mind around that concept.  My brother-in-law has called my sister a cunt on occasion--in front of their two sons.  What kind of man would call the mother of his children a cunt?  What kind of man would call the woman he supposedly loves and intends to marry a cunt?

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

Remember that lie from childhood?

Because it is a lie.  Not just a lie, but a fucking goddamned lie. 

Words hurt so much more than sticks and stones that they are hardly comparable.  Beat me with a stick and in a week--maybe less--the bruises are gone.  Call me a cunt--make me feel like something nasty and unworthy of basic human dignity and respect--and it will stab me in the heart each and every time I remember it for the rest of my life.  And if I am vulnerable enough to believe that I am unworthy of respect and dignity--unentitled to be or do anything except exist as a temporary storage unit for somebody's dick--my soul--my essence--is damaged almost to the point of destruction.

I don't really know why reading that little entry affected me as profoundly as it did--maybe it's  because I think Carmen is Da Bomb and doesn't deserve to be treated so shittily, or maybe because it clicked into play my memories of my sister's worthless, POS alcoholic husband calling her a cunt, setting the bar for both of his sons regarding treatment of the woman you (supposedly) love, or maybe it's because I've had words used as weapons against me so many times in my life, and I know how deep the wounds of words go--and how much it hurts--and how it never ever really heals--I don't know.

But I do know that it isn't okay.  It isn't fucking okay to call anyone a cunt.  I don't care what they did.  Or what your mood is.  Or if you have a migraine and they are beating a drum.  Or if your dog died.  Or if your manhood hasn't been fully functional for three months. 

It isn't okay to call anyone a cunt.

Since I can't drive to Ohio and have a little personal chat with the infamous Harry, and since there's not a damned thing I can do about my stupid asshole brother-in-law (believe me, I have campaigned hard to get my sister to divorce the bastard), I decided to write my little Rant about it here. 

I'm sorry if anyone was offended by the vulgar terms.

GG, if you read this--you're getting flogged.  So you better not have read it!!