View ProfileMy girlfriend at Tulane invited me to participate in V to the 10th, the Vagina Monologues’ tenth anniversary in New Orleans by sending me the official invite written by Eve Ensler, playwright and creator of the Vagina Monologues. I won’t be fortunate enough to trade secrets about my vagina with Oprah and Jane Fonda, or spread my legs with a smile at the Superdome alongside Jessica Alba and Faith Hill, as tempting as it was to book a flight and scoot down there before the Jazzfest masses. Instead, I’m sitting with my own fond memories of New Orleans and contemplating what Eve wrote, which reminds us all to praise New Orleans with as much respect as we pay our vaginas. Here is what Eve wrote:
Welcome to the Wetlands
New Orleans is the vagina of America.
And if you want to know how some folks feel about vaginas just look at New Orleans since the storm.
We are nourished and sustained by her generous wet fertility, but don’t hesitate to rape her, defile her, assault her, shave and mutilate the marsh grasses and trees which protect her.
We call her sultry and sexy when we crave her, but after when we want to demean her and dismiss her, we call her swampy and soiled.
We brag about her music, the way she moves, we beg to get inside her, but disown her later when she has needs.
We use her to entertain us and excite us, then jealous of her power and embarrassed by our awe, we make her a whore.
We take holidays and get lost and happy in her embrace, we eat her, we love the fishy taste, we love her spices. But when she is hurting, when she is waving for help, we ignore her and let her drown.
New Orleans is the vagina of America.
If we honor her
If we heal her
If we praise her
We change her story and the story of women.
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