The Future;>....

Every time I see some chippie showing her nipple piercings through her too-tight top....I have to grin. You see, like a lot of Pop stuff, Body Piercing started in "My Other Tribe" 1st. I got my "bits" done back in the early 80's. I stopped wearing the jewelry over a decade ago.
The little discussed secret about Piercings is that they don't go away when they're done over a certain gage once they're healed. What you DO get is a cylinder of scar tissue with pockets of old skin cells and bacteria. That's in the cases where they close. Some never do completely. Lets just say that I "play Pennywhistle" at the Urinal;>.
It'll be Interesting to watch these trendoids when they realize that when they put their "jingles" away the repercussions will remain. Like what happened yesterday to me. The strap of the seatbelt "bugged" me. While shopping inI noticed odd looks . Reflection in the Frezeer showed blood on my shirt. Appearantly, some of that trapped material in my R nipple had become Infected and had burst with the pressure of the seatbelt. And my tits are still way smaller than the smallest woman;>...
Cheers,
Pat

"What Would You Do?"

I love this bit of fluff the MSM tosses out. It shows me how non-mainstream I am.
Like the owner telling a breast-feeding mom to stop or leave. I'd Applaud him. Most of the Mom's I've known have been breast-feeders. They've all known when their babies were hungry. The ones that did in Public? On Purpose. They admit it. It's a Power Play, like SCAers "Freaking the Mundanes"...nothing more. The only Mom I knew that didn't know when her kidlette would be hungry was in "The Hemp Culture".
There's a big difference being caught accidently by circumstances and going out intentionally to Piss off folks. 'Course, a lot of the "Leche League" types would outlaw Men's "Banjos" because they can't mark their territory like they have pretty much everywhere. They'll only be happy when the world smells of spoiled milk and baby barf. As far as they're concerned, if THEY have to, YOU have to....
Truth,
Pat