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Nearly half of women have experienced "period shaming"

Porn shaming is a real thing too, when you're married, or in a long term relationship with a woman. I demand the right to enjoy 'Bubble Butt Vixens' without judgment!

Pornography shaming, and just in general being a man. Looking at other women gets midst men shamed
 
The first time I bought tampons at my wife's request, I admit to be embarrassed.

I dropped by a local pharmacy we often shopped at, found the brand and size she wanted, stepped up to the cashier. The cashier gave me the hairy eyeball, I trembled, and she squinted as she said "Your wife is pregnant. I continued to tremble. "Your wife doesn't need these." I mumbled, "it's for her artwork," paid and left.

At the time my wife was experimenting with a method for laying down thick layers of tempura paints she mixed herself. As they half dried, or less so, she use a tampon because of its absorbency to carve out the latest paint layer to reveal colors from underneath, in the end producing these very vibrant impressionistic landscapes. And she could recover a good portion of the pigments from the tampons when they dried. She did about 20 of those canvasses, calling them her "Tampon Series I." They sold well at shows.

When I got home, I put the package on her work table, and said, "never again while you are pregnant." She gave me a semi quizzical look, laughed, and I walked into the kitchen. About two weeks later, one of her not so nice "friends" gleefully told my I was keeping keeping a girlfriend on the side, she knew because I bought tampons for her at the pharmacy. My wife didn't explain, but walked away laughing. For the next six weeks she laughed every time she saw me, every time I started a conversation, every time I got into bed, every time I brushed my teeth, as I ate, as I played my guitar, as I watched TV, whatever the hell I did, she laughed.

I swore I would never buy her tampons again. Yeah, that worked out the way I wanted. Uh-huh, sure. I kept looking forward to menopause. If only I had known what that entailed.....

Rofl...she's evil!
 
This is an interesting discussion. I figured most period shaming (If there is such a thing) comes from women. Mostly themselves. Any time the subject ever brought up ladies do not want to talk about it. And I understand that.

Men think it's gross and it is even though it's a natural bodily function and it's something perfectly healthy women do it's gross kind of like ****ing or masturbating. That is something every perfectly healthy man does but it's embarrassing to talk about.

As far as not wanting to have sex well the wife for girlfriend is on her period I understand that too. There are lots of things women don't want to do.

If we're going to talk about period shaming, then I also want to talk about masturbation and defecation shaming. How about inappropriate erection shaming?

Our bodies do things sometimes we don't necessarily want them to do. Thus is life

And what about fart shaming? Lots of people seem to think it is perfectly acceptable to giggle when somebody farts.

Personally, I think we could all do with not taking ourselves so seriously. The human body is amazing and ridiculous. As a concept, periods are funny. Unwanted erections, like morning wood, are funny. Sure, it is juvenile humor, but I don’t think most instances amount to “shaming”. Not that that never happens, mind you.
 
Use catamenial instead. It's patent terminology for monthly. But no one will know what you are talking about unless they are a patent attorney. (I just read patents).


I seriously thought you had posted a "vintage" thing, like ads from the 50's showing hubby spanking wifey and the caption "avoid this with new Cheer!"

I honestly thought that when I opened it. To be honest I have to go off line now, or at least to a different sight. Michel Obama is to speak here next month and I want to go read about that to take my mind of this. There I are times, too many, that shame me as a man. This is one of them.
 
And what about fart shaming? Lots of people seem to think it is perfectly acceptable to giggle when somebody farts.

Personally, I think we could all do with not taking ourselves so seriously. The human body is amazing and ridiculous. As a concept, periods are funny. Unwanted erections, like morning wood, are funny. Sure, it is juvenile humor, but I don’t think most instances amount to “shaming”. Not that that never happens, mind you.

Lots of lady stand up comics made many a dollar on period jokes
 
Oh great! Now we're menopause shaming too.

Thank God there's no such thing as prostate shaming.

Well, maybe not that you know of...

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This is an interesting discussion. I figured most period shaming (If there is such a thing) comes from women. Mostly themselves. Any time the subject ever brought up ladies do not want to talk about it. And I understand that.

Men think it's gross and it is even though it's a natural bodily function and it's something perfectly healthy women do it's gross kind of like ****ing or masturbating. That is something every perfectly healthy man does but it's embarrassing to talk about.

As far as not wanting to have sex well the wife for girlfriend is on her period I understand that too. There are lots of things women don't want to do.

If we're going to talk about period shaming, then I also want to talk about masturbation and defecation shaming. How about inappropriate erection shaming?

Our bodies do things sometimes we don't necessarily want them to do. Thus is life

LOL wtf makes you think "most period shaming (If there is such a thing) comes from women"?

You doubt that it exists, but you have confidence that men don't do it? How does that work?
 
LOL wtf makes you think "most period shaming (If there is such a thing) comes from women"?

You doubt that it exists, but you have confidence that men don't do it? How does that work?


He thinks menstruation is gross AND that period shaming doesnt exist


Do you expect an answer that makes any sense?
 


Thanks to this thread, I used the topic at the local pub for conversation with some other local couples my wife and I were hanging with this afternoon. One of the ladies told us when she had her first monthly gift from the gods, her mother told her father at the dinner table, much to her embarrassment. After dinner she had retreated to her room with the door closed. About an hour later, her father slipped a chocolate bar under the door and ran off screaming "I have fed the daughter of Satan! I have fed the daughter of Satan and survived!" He did that every night for a week, until she finally retaliated with the old Ben Gay in his underwear trick, all of his underwear.

If I had done something like that to either of my daughters, I would not be posting this today. I'd be long dead. My wife and my sisters would have joined with my daughters to happily end my life.
 
And what about fart shaming? Lots of people seem to think it is perfectly acceptable to giggle when somebody farts.

There's no shame if you do it right. Blame the dog, or point at someone else as you hold your nose in a crowded elevator. At the dinner table, my uncle's always blamed the kids, and my aunts blamed my uncles.
 
You know Luther, hubby never felt embarrassed to pick me up tampons or pads in those days. In fact if I had craps, he was there to get the heating pad or Midol. He was also there all the way through the birth of our children and it was him that took very good care of me throughout. Not my mother, sis in laws, brothers, or mother in law. It was hubby. I refuse to believe I was the only one who found such a man.

I didn't give two rat's asses about buying my wife her tampons. If any cashier had given me the hairy eyeball I would have told them it's none of their damn business.
 
The first time I bought tampons at my wife's request, I admit to be embarrassed.

I dropped by a local pharmacy we often shopped at, found the brand and size she wanted, stepped up to the cashier. The cashier gave me the hairy eyeball, I trembled, and she squinted as she said "Your wife is pregnant. I continued to tremble. "Your wife doesn't need these." I mumbled, "it's for her artwork," paid and left.

At the time my wife was experimenting with a method for laying down thick layers of tempura paints she mixed herself. As they half dried, or less so, she use a tampon because of its absorbency to carve out the latest paint layer to reveal colors from underneath, in the end producing these very vibrant impressionistic landscapes. And she could recover a good portion of the pigments from the tampons when they dried. She did about 20 of those canvasses, calling them her "Tampon Series I." They sold well at shows.

When I got home, I put the package on her work table, and said, "never again while you are pregnant." She gave me a semi quizzical look, laughed, and I walked into the kitchen. About two weeks later, one of her not so nice "friends" gleefully told my I was keeping keeping a girlfriend on the side, she knew because I bought tampons for her at the pharmacy. My wife didn't explain, but walked away laughing. For the next six weeks she laughed every time she saw me, every time I started a conversation, every time I got into bed, every time I brushed my teeth, as I ate, as I played my guitar, as I watched TV, whatever the hell I did, she laughed.

I swore I would never buy her tampons again. Yeah, that worked out the way I wanted. Uh-huh, sure. I kept looking forward to menopause. If only I had known what that entailed.....

LOL

Half of women and one man have been period shamed! :lol:
 
I didn't give two rat's asses about buying my wife her tampons. If any cashier had given me the hairy eyeball I would have told them it's none of their damn business.

Tough guy on the internet. I'd love to see your face in front of that
 
I was a public finance director in SoCal; great fun to be in a management meeting with directors of fire, police, and public works, only to be laughed at and shut down with the comment to ignore me, because "she gets like this when she's on the rag."

So yeah. It's a thing. Has been for decades.

My brother once, when getting chewed out by our mom, blurted out "geez, you must be on the rag!" We never did figure out how he managed to survive.
 
That's pretty rude actually, it's really none of her business as to why you are purchasing tampons to begin with. Just take the money and mind your own business.

No ****, it's rude. Gossip and intrusion into other people's business are the two oldest pastimes humanity has, and much as everyone hates them when they aren't taking part, they're never going anywhere, ever.
 
I was a public finance director in SoCal; great fun to be in a management meeting with directors of fire, police, and public works, only to be laughed at and shut down with the comment to ignore me, because "she gets like this when she's on the rag."

So yeah. It's a thing. Has been for decades.

The proper response would be : "You're goddamn right I am, and it gives me super powers, so just back the **** off if you know what's good for you!" :)
 
As a teenager I felt it too while buying carefree .I had to buy many other things so that it could not be noticed :mrgreen:.Society makes you feel this way!!
 
As a teenager I felt it too while buying carefree .I had to buy many other things so that it could not be noticed :mrgreen:.Society makes you feel this way!!

I think the truth of the matter, is we make ourselves feel the way we do. Society is merely a passing excuse, gets bored quickly and moves on.

I grew up with a kid who had polio and survived at a young age. He was told he'd be in wheelchair and never walk the rest of his life. A year later, he was walking with braces on his legs and crutches for when he tired. I would take a run each morning with my brothers and some friends. One day he joined us. He couldn't keep up, still wearing braces, we slowed down. A year later, no more braces, he kept with us. He wore thick glasses, never walked without awkwardness, and lived his teenage years as a low hanging fruit for bullies, taunters, and insensitive idiots. Never when he was with us, or even one of us. He never responded, never fought any of them, never countered insults... One day I asked why he didn't fight for himself, defend himself? He said, "My fight is everyday with my own body. I won't be shamed by somethings I can't control. The onus is on all of them, they obviously have their own insecurities." At first I didn't understand him, took awhile, some years before I understood.

He lived a good life, married a nice cute girl who worked as an elementary school teacher, he as a librarian. They raised three good kids, and enjoyed life. When he passed about 18 months ago from a health problem unrelated to his childhood polio, more than a thousand people attended his wake over a week's time.

We all have our insecurities, out moments of shame, for one thing or another. The answer, I think, is to laugh at all of them, and move on. Now about that shrinkage problem from the cold this week....:)
 
I think the truth of the matter, is we make ourselves feel the way we do. Society is merely a passing excuse, gets bored quickly and moves on.

I grew up with a kid who had polio and survived at a young age. He was told he'd be in wheelchair and never walk the rest of his life. A year later, he was walking with braces on his legs and crutches for when he tired. I would take a run each morning with my brothers and some friends. One day he joined us. He couldn't keep up, still wearing braces, we slowed down. A year later, no more braces, he kept with us. He wore thick glasses, never walked without awkwardness, and lived his teenage years as a low hanging fruit for bullies, taunters, and insensitive idiots. Never when he was with us, or even one of us. He never responded, never fought any of them, never countered insults... One day I asked why he didn't fight for himself, defend himself? He said, "My fight is everyday with my own body. I won't be shamed by somethings I can't control. The onus is on all of them, they obviously have their own insecurities." At first I didn't understand him, took awhile, some years before I understood.

He lived a good life, married a nice cute girl who worked as an elementary school teacher, he as a librarian. They raised three good kids, and enjoyed life. When he passed about 18 months ago from a health problem unrelated to his childhood polio, more than a thousand people attended his wake over a week's time.

We all have our insecurities, out moments of shame, for one thing or another. The answer, I think, is to laugh at all of them, and move on. Now about that shrinkage problem from the cold this week....:)
True but when you are a teen girl it is not always easy
 
I think the truth of the matter, is we make ourselves feel the way we do. Society is merely a passing excuse, gets bored quickly and moves on.

I grew up with a kid who had polio and survived at a young age. He was told he'd be in wheelchair and never walk the rest of his life. A year later, he was walking with braces on his legs and crutches for when he tired. I would take a run each morning with my brothers and some friends. One day he joined us. He couldn't keep up, still wearing braces, we slowed down. A year later, no more braces, he kept with us. He wore thick glasses, never walked without awkwardness, and lived his teenage years as a low hanging fruit for bullies, taunters, and insensitive idiots. Never when he was with us, or even one of us. He never responded, never fought any of them, never countered insults... One day I asked why he didn't fight for himself, defend himself? He said, "My fight is everyday with my own body. I won't be shamed by somethings I can't control. The onus is on all of them, they obviously have their own insecurities." At first I didn't understand him, took awhile, some years before I understood.

He lived a good life, married a nice cute girl who worked as an elementary school teacher, he as a librarian. They raised three good kids, and enjoyed life. When he passed about 18 months ago from a health problem unrelated to his childhood polio, more than a thousand people attended his wake over a week's time.

We all have our insecurities, out moments of shame, for one thing or another. The answer, I think, is to laugh at all of them, and move on. Now about that shrinkage problem from the cold this week....:)

Nice post.

I was bullied terribly all of my childhood up till Junior year in HS when everyone finally had better things to do.....I never responded because I refused to give them the satisfaction, I was not going to take one step out of my way for these assholes. Also I had a big paper route for 4.5 years, I was rich, I understood early that the best revenge is living life well, and they did not have the power to stop me.
 
True but when you are a teen girl it is not always easy

Not much better for teen boys, full of angst, and trying to act macho. :)

"OMG! Another pimple on my nose, bigger than a mountain! Why me god, why???"

"Why did the girls at summer camp steal my jockstrap, and use to store candy?"

12 yr old boy 1 "Did you ever touch a girl down under?"

12 yr old boy 2 "I've never been to Australia."

Boy 1, face palm

I grew up with two older sisters. They made my life a living hell as a teenager. Not much has changed. They still work hard to make my life a living hell. :) They were far worse toward my two older brothers, and my younger brother, the baby of the family thought he lived in a state of perpetual sin, because he lived under their thumbs. They had plenty of practice with his older brothers before they got their hands on him.
 
Nice post.

I was bullied terribly all of my childhood up till Junior year in HS when everyone finally had better things to do.....I never responded because I refused to give them the satisfaction, I was not going to take one step out of my way for these assholes. Also I had a big paper route for 4.5 years, I was rich, I understood early that the best revenge is living life well, and they did not have the power to stop me.

No one bullied me except my sisters, because of my two older brothers. They didn't know what losing a fight meant, or when to quit.

When my younger brother was 9 he was caught cheating at cards by two 13 year old bullies and they started beating on him, one of his friends went looking for my brothers, but found me. I went ballistic on them. Told them, "No one hits my brother except me or my brothers and sisters." The bigger one, I gave two black eyes. His mother dragged him to our door to complain to my mother about the beating he took, and my oldest sister gave her a black eye. Told her if her son ever came after our little brother again, she'd give the two of them more than a pair of black eyes. That evening, my little brother caught beatings from my older brothers, because he got caught cheating at cards. If he hadn't been caught, he wouldn't have suffered at their hands. Later, both sisters gave him beating for letting his brothers beat him up. Poor kid couldn't catch a break. But he didn't cheat at cards again for at least 7 or 8 years. My mother reacted by saying "that woman cheats at Mahjong."

My dad thought this all was very amusing.

Yup, the best revenge is living well. But sometimes it feels good to bully a bully. Toward the end of high school, I enjoyed running into bullies from when we were all smaller, who bullied kids because they were bigger. By late high school I had grown much taller, and they hadn't. I'd just smile, say hello and keep walking, as they would scurry off. There's something special about those moments.

Too bad you weren't in our neighborhood. My brothers, sisters, and I never tolerated bullies, even if we didn't care for the kids we were defending. We had tough friends who were the same.
 
That's pretty rude actually, it's really none of her business as to why you are purchasing tampons to begin with. Just take the money and mind your own business.

I've gone into stores and bought stuff like that for friends and even girl friends. Occasionally of the cashier was a lady she would say how nice I was for going in and buying that sort of thing for my girlfriend or mom.

I never gave it much thought myself. Obviously i was buying them for a lady. Yeah I suppose it's nice to do it but all the things my mother, my friends and past girlfriends did for me... why wouldn't I?

I find it much more of a chore fixing a car.

I'll buy tampons I'll buy Midol or whatever I'll even go to the naughty store and buy naughty things over fixing a car.

Not that I wouldn't fix a friends car if they needed. It's just on the list of nice things to do for somebody budding things like that doesn't really register.
 
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