A Progressive Restroom Solution
Every woman I know laments that there is a line at the ladies room and none at the men’s room. In this era of inclusion and gender confusion what could make better sense than to make every restroom a “men’s room” complete with urinals?
Back to Yesteryear
Rosie O’Donnell looks for her lost puppy
Why should progressive mean that women want to be like men?
There are zillion other ways as well, and frankly they've found much better standards than being comparable to men.
The sad part is the puppy though. Haha.
Rosie hates animals, especially dogs. That's apparent from her picture.
I don't know why. The progressive movement always stresses that.
She needs one of those alarms that beeps when she's backing up – and warns her little dog.
Naw, LL, you got it all wrong.
The progressive restroom solution has been in existence for hundreds of years – in Italy. You know how liberals all want us to emulate those hipsters in Europe, right? Well, just visit any train station depot in Italy, the restrooms are nothing more than a cinder block room with a hole in the middle of the floor. A couple of masonry wedges are mounted on each side of the hole should a patron wish to deposit a load.
Both men and women are entirely comfortable with this arrangement in Italy, apparently. And if there's a line, most Italians have no qualms whatsoever in just ducking into an alley and do their business.
That's why most latin countries (Italy, Greece, Mexico, Spain, all of Central America) smell like the French Quarter in New Orleans. We should strive to all be like them.
After awhile, you get to enjoy the fetid stench. It's a European thing.
I became familiar with faulty plumbing and "squatter" toilets in Asia. They are a step up from the hole in the floor.
You have solved so many of the worlds problems in just one post.
What the hell? No.
No? To the latest progressive phase in cultural development?
It makes it convenient for all women to stand next to men at urinals and chat about sports scores while they void their bladders.
In Korea, they don't bother with cinder blocks. It's just a hole in the floor. At least that is how it was when we took the kids to an 'amusement' park there one time back in the 80s…
Then there are the benjo ditches in Okinawa. Open sewers with concrete grates that let you go whenever and wherever. The haute odeur in the summer is something else…
In Korea they try to mask the smell with garlic. Okinawa is a lot like Thailand in the countryside. You get the hint when you step off the airplane.
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