Real men DO wear pink; real women don’t BITCH about it

It’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, it’s Friday, so we know what that means:

Gentlemen, put on your pink and piss off Katherine Thomas.

Who?!

I don’t know who she is, but she’s some broad fine, fine individual in town who wrote in to the SJ-R last week and very prominently displayed her ignorance by complaining what a horrible campaign “Real Men Wear Pink” is, essentially because, in her warped mind, it perpetuates men’s dominance over women, and suggests that women “need” a man to remind her to take care of her health. I envision that when she was writing that letter she had the whole finger-wagging, head-bobbing thing going on: “ain’t no MAN gonna tell me I gotsta take care of my body… you don’t OWWWWWWN me, I do wha’ I want” blah blah blah. You GO, girl! She even went so far as to say the photos for the campaign, which run in the SJ-R pretty much daily all month, show the local gentlemen in their pink shirts and/or ties with “stern looks” on their faces, standing with their arms crossed, which suggests power and domination, apparently.

“Go get a mammogram or I’ll beat the shit out of you.”

Real Men Wear Pink is a great campaign. The idea is for men to show support for their wives, mothers, daughters, grandmothers, etc. and for men and women to understand (or heaven forbid, actually learn something) about the importance of getting mammograms and early detection. The “stern looks” may just possibly be a symbol of the severity of the disease (it is cancer, Ms. Thomas… you do know there’s no cure, right?), or perhaps it’s to attempt to convince the closet homophobes out there that you can wear pink and still be a manly-man tough guy. I like my pink shirt. Mrs. Johann likes my pink shirt. I’ve seen Clint Eastwood in a pink shirt before- anyone going to tell him he’s a “queerie”? I thought not. Just because a guy wears a pink shirt doesn’t make him a homosexual, you neanderthals. Now pink pumps and matching belt, perhaps. Hey, it was one night, and I made about $385 in tips. But I digress.

Anyway, Ms. Thomas’ absolutely stupid letter goes on to say “this is not the 1950s anymore”, basically inferring that we must move past “perpetuating men’s dominance over women”. Yeah, well, Susan B., this isn’t the late 60’s anymore either. Stop burning your bras and open your eyes and your mind. Just because someone has a penis doesn’t automatically mean they are eeeeee-villllllll and must be destroyed. No one is trying to dis-empower women (un-empower?! de-empower?! anti-empower?!); in fact it’s quite the opposite, and if you’d think about it for more than 10 seconds, you’d see that and then you’d “get” it.

It’s people like you, Ms. Thomas, that will never let sexism die. Look for it hard enough, want to find it badly enough, you will.

Dumb ass.