courtesy of mimi:
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September 12, 2002, 5:45 p.m.
In the definitive-proof-that-we-feminist-cultural-studies-types-are-not-making-this-shit-up-about-masculinist-nationalisms-on-display category:
The East Bay Express covered these bad boys in an article hitting the high notes of 9/11 commercialism -- genuine, all-American brass balls. (Modeled, as the Express notes, to hang "realistically.") Owning a pair means that you've got "what it takes to defeat terrorism, defend our homeland, show courage and determination in the face of adversity, and to have the moral fiber to do what's right."
You can choose to wear your balls on your sleeve (since the heart is apparently AWOL) -- or on your keychain or jacket lapel, around your neck, or dangling from your ears. You can sip your morning coffee with the knowledge that your balls are on twenty-four hour alert, or cruise the highways of this great country with your pendulous scrotum hanging from the back bumper. You can even purchase some balls in sterling silver, all the better to display your (ahem) "moral fiber." At the website you can even read testimonials (the pun "testes-monials" is sadly neglected) to the turgid swell of national pride these balls inspire.
Sarcasm is wasted in the shadow of these scrotum.
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