[postlink]http://diaphragmblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/date-11.html[/postlink]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0pgbRf87FAendofvid
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The Clown is preparing to go out on a date. We cannot help but wonder, how or why she got a date, but one should not make grand assumptions. The Clown, although well meaning, gets easily confused regarding the difference between Feminine hygiene and beauty products. Poor Clown!
CLOWN
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The Clown is preparing to go out on a date. We cannot help but wonder, how or why she got a date, but one should not make grand assumptions. The Clown, although well meaning, gets easily confused regarding the difference between Feminine hygiene and beauty products. Poor Clown!
CLOWN
The Clown is seen entering the stage and walking towards a table with a glass of water, a towel, a mirror, a cup of coffee and different types of birth control and feminine hygiene products on it [a few Menstrual Pads-2 large and 2 small, two diaphragms, Tucks hemorrhoid relief pads, the foam, rubber gloves, and some spermicide jelly]. She does not speak, but as she encounters each product, she tries to figure out how to use the items correctly. Of course she cannot. She is dressing for a date and mistakes the products for different kinds of beauty aids. First, she comes across the diaphragm, looks at it, smells it, and looks at herself in a mirror. She checks out her small breasts and decides to use two diaphragms as lifts. Next she approaches the Tucks hemorrhoid pads. She takes a pad and then proceeds to clean her face. Once done, she mistakes spermicide Jelly for hair Jell and uses it to style her hair. Tired and worried about the date, The Clown finds she has a headache. She goes for her coffee, but finds she has no milk in it. Unfazed, she picks up a rubber glove, blows it up and “milks it” like a cow udder. After she has put milk into her coffee, stirring with her finger, she takes the birth control pills as aspirin. Now, the coffee has left a bad taste in her mouth. She grabs her toothbrush and a tube of Vagisil anti-itch cream, which she mistakes as toothpaste. She brushes her teeth. Almost finished and ready for her date, she grabs two of the large menstruation pads and places them under her shirt as shoulder pads.She puts the smaller pads in her shoes as anti-smelling aids.Finally, she applies lipstick – the real kind. Satisfied that she looks good, she exits.
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2 comments:
I see a couple of things when I watch the clown get ready for a date. First, I see her as a child who all these products will be a mystery for until she reaches the world of adulthood. Second, I see the clown mixing together dating, sexuality, and the maturity of a woman's body. The lipstick, which the clown knows what to do with, is an external and public product of beauty and so she knows how to use it. The pads, Tucks, Vagasil, etc. are all internal products and for the most part are found through a very private process of discovery or necessity. However, like the lipstick, there is nothing intuitive about their use: we must learn or be taught by others (friends, family, medical professionals) how they function. These are just my first impressions. I hope that they make sense. The clown makes me laugh and makes me uncomfortable, too.
The Clown wish to thank Rebecca Kuhn for her support--she is speechless, but offers this video response:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ0tfy3kEJg
Rebecca McCarthy
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