Here’s one from the “Wait, What?” folder. I read a response on Salon.com Where one of their contributors seems to be praising Tampax and their, in her words, “a long and noble line of feminine protection-as-empowerment advertising.” Yes that is right apparently now Tampons are a tool of empowerment but don’t tell that to an office building janitor because to them they are something completely different, and yes I speak from experience on that one.
The Salon.com piece which by the third paragraph I was almost wetting myself from laughing at and seeing the look of “what the hell” on my wife’s face (which made it all the better). Anyway this article was referencing a story in the New York Times that was speaking to the new run of print ads by Tampax where Serena Williams is pelting mother nature with tennis balls I could go down a very dark path here but, I will not. Oh screw it here we go…
I find it kind of amusing that Ms. Williams would be advertising for Tampax especially after her outburst at the US Open that smacked of PMS. Whose next to sponsor her Pamprin? Why not make the cycle complete. So that is how it works for female athletes now. Have an outburst that looks like PMS rage and then get sponsored by the products that deal with PMS. To me that is kind of like those male enhancement products sponsoring Chip n Dales. It just fits, no tampon pun intended but by all means taken that way it’s funny.
I was thinking about what the lady from Salon.com was saying with feminine protection-as-empowerment, just that notion alone brings to mind some rather amusing images. These new empowerment commercials I think need to bring in some of the old tampon commercials and add a line of humor because the old ones were funny. Like this one from Playtex tampons because as we all know this is a common conversation when women are just sitting around right? I mean really do women really try to convince each other to use these specific brands, let’s see shall we?
Of all the things that I never thought that I would be writing about, that would roughly be feminine hygiene products. I mean as a married man I have had my share of store runs for the things and find it really disconcerting when I am standing in the isle of the store with an empty box looking through all the options to make the best decision on which one to buy, and then of course that can’t be the only thing on the shopping list. One time I had to pick up tampons and hot dog buns. Yeah that wasn’t awkward. Try to explain your dinner plans when you walk up with that I dare you.
Which leads me to the amazing number of brands and types. I, the first time I had to put my masculinity aside and purchase these things, walked into the isle and was instantly lost. I mean if you don’t use them it truly is amazing all the different sizes and usages and God help you if you bring a woman with PMS the wrong ones. They have every kind from light which are little twig plugs to the fence post model that on the box says something like “Super Duper Maximum Strength Feminine Dams”.
As a man even if your wife or girlfriend orders a you to pick up a box of the fence post model you are almost afraid to because lets face it a woman with PMS can be like Sybil on a roller coaster with a butcher knife so you are afraid she will take the sheer size of those damned things as an insult. I mean for God’s sake there are men out there that would be threatened by the size of these tampons they are so huge.
Anyway I found both the Salon.com article and the New York Times Article amusing. And yes there really are some articles from feminist blogs that I think are funny and don’t have anything bad to say about.







