A Man Informs Women That Their Breasts Are Dispensable
It’s always so cute to see a guy dictate to women which of our body parts we should value:
I know I’ve said this before, but let me say it again: the problem with breast cancer is not that it takes breasts. Let it take them! Breasts aren’t all that important, really. The women they’re attached to are. . .
We don’t need to save breasts. Pace Westley, there isn’t currently a shortage of them. What we do need to save is the women they’re attached to. Women need to get breast exams and pap smears and colonoscopies and ECGs and regular check-ups because women are important. Their lives are important. Their health is important. Their breasts? Not so much.
Given that breasts are the second most powerful erogenous zone in a woman’s body (not in a man’s, though, so I can see why this blogger is getting so confused), it might be a good idea to leave the decision as to how important they are to each individual woman to that woman. Because people who see women as “attached to their breasts” are probably not the best experts on the complex balance of sexuality within each female body and cannot have any idea whatsoever how that balance might be disturbed by a mastectomy.
Do you see me write any posts advising men to just lop off that cancerous testicle because it isn’t that important anyways? No, you don’t. Because as a person who has no testicles, I don’t believe I’m entitled to an opinion as to how important they are to those who have them.
For some women, losing a breast is a tragedy and the end of the world. For other women, it definitely isn’t. Nobody has a right to screech that other people’s breasts “are not important.” They might not be important to you, but their owners might have a very different opinion. Women are not a monolith. We are not robots who all have the same specifications. We care about different things and value the same body parts in different ways.
There is overall too great a drive to shame women who refuse to have a mastectomy. Television shows love to depict such women – who do nothing more than exercise their authority over their own bodies – as vain and stupid. However, the attempt to impose one’s values and one’s vision of what is right onto another people’s bodies is always – and I repeat, always – a way of exhibiting a deep-seated aggression towards those people.