I know when the romance started for me. I was at summer camp, where all the best romances begin, getting a windbreaker or a jean jacket–some outerwear-oriented excuse for busting in where I wasn’t supposed to be.
At the sink, I saw my counselor, older, cooler, and in my memory, always blonde, popping a candy necklace pill out from a plastic flip-top compact.
I knew I wasn’t supposed to know what I was seeing. But I did. She was on the pill. Having sex. Which somehow made me feel a few steps closer to having sex myself. Inside that pink clam shell was the secret of adult life. Everything I needed to know about sex and men in its own handy dandy carrying case.
Now, of course, I realize she might not have been having sex, and I want to swaddle my younger smartypants self in a thick blanket, knowing when and how she’ll have the easy answers bruised out of her.
But there was no reasoning, then. And no reason to reason … I was in love with the pill, and as I grew up, I could see I wasn’t alone. It was the hot girl’s one and only punchline in Sixteen Candles and Roseanne’s cool-mom badge of honor, and long before that, Loretta Lynn was singing its praises for good reason. The lyrics make it clear how much the pill could change the fundamental facts of a woman’s life.
You wined me and dined me when I was your girl
Promised if I’d be your wife you’d show me the world
But all I’ve seen of this old world is a bed and a doctor bill
I`m tearing down your brooder house ’cause now I’ve got the pill




The Little Blue Party Pill: Sex, Boners, and Lots of Viagra
Editor’s Note: Today’s guest post comes from Saira Khan. Saira currently works in publishing but dedicates her free time to social commentary on her personal blog. She is a soon to be Master of Science candidate at Columbia University. Follow her on twitter @sairakh.
In the past two years we’ve seen an onslaught of Republican led bills to limit women’s access to safe and affordable abortions, cheap birth control, and health care. A recent Kansas bill allows doctors to lie to women in order to prevent abortions including lying about breast cancer treatments. They’re also trying to add a 6.3% tax to abortions even for rape victims. This is just one in a slew of bills we’re seeing red states draft in order to deny women the right to choose and deny them access to affordable contraception.
But it’s not just birth control and abortion that are under attack. Women and their sexuality are now in the spotlight. After the whole Limbaugh-Fluke fiasco, Bill O’Reilly went ahead and aligned himself with the likes of Limbaugh by stating “You Want Me To Give You My Hard-Earned Money So You Can Have Sex?” To sum it up: they don’t want women getting abortions, they don’t want to help women who choose not to have an abortion, and they don’t want women using birth control. Basically, they don’t want women having any sort of sex whatsoever unless it’s to procreate. What’s interesting about all these discussions is: where the hell are the men? Somehow conservatives make it sound like women get pregnant all by their slutty selves and then recklessly get abortions. Seriously though, where are the men in this equation? Oh yeah, they’re out there having lots of sex and getting cheap and easy erections…
Not only are men entirely excluded from this whole we’re not paying for you to have sex conversation, men and their overuse and abuse of Viagra is actually defended! The common excuse I hear in defense of the little blue pill is “well, Viagra is life-giving.” So, really what it comes down to is that they seem to believe men can have as much sex as they want because, you know, they’re men. And somehow birth control promotes sex and Viagra promotes, what, abstinence?
Let’s clear a few things up here about Viagra. [Read more...]