Kittamaru said:
Except such a policy would be seen as "discriminatory" if it was okay to be "nude in public"
The restaurant protocols are health issues. The decriminalization of public nudity will not make the microbes living in your ass hair disappear. Although the change would drive a new interior design theory as people got rid of any fabric anywhere on any sitting surface.
There are asses out there even I wouldn't get close to. At some point, I want to crack (
ha!) a "holy shit!" joke, but it isn't (
ahem!) coming together.
Oh, right. This thread is ostensibly about women's rights.
I was feeling done in; couldn't win I'd only ever kissed before. I thought there's no use getting into heavy petting; it only leads to trouble ... and seat-wetting.
Now, then ... hey, what? A woman has every right to be randomly aroused, and need not apologize if her body chooses that moment at the steak house to cleanse itself in that way for any reason.
We might consider two groups of people out of everyone in the room at that point: Those who don't want to be anywhere near that seat after she leaves, and those who will fight over who gets to sit there next.
Like I said, it's a health thing.
To the other, I don't eat at Dairy Queen. Something about aesthetics goes here, though I might mention such ideas as Spandex® as a privilege and not a right in order to remind that our abstractions would not be applied in a vacuum.
And turning our eyes from thoughts of naked, wet women—morbidly obese or otherwise—I might simply throw two seemingly random words out to make the point:
uncircumcised bear.
Aesthetics are one thing; there does, however, come a point at which people's psyches are scarred.
We're talking chaos worse than
Ghostbusters, here.
And, really, if we're going to undertake that degree of collective psychotherapy, it really ought to be for something more useful than showing up at the office naked and wondering which nipple to clamp the ID tag to.
Which raises a completely fictitious word, a new brand of office gear:
Fren-U-Tack.
Yeah, I can do this routine all night, which is to say nearly as long as I can ... er ... ah ... right. We'll let that one pass.