...it explains things so much better than I can.Lysol didn't make a special "douche formula," they just wrote a booklet telling women how to spray a household cleaner into their vaginas. And what's IN that household cleaner? This book from 1936 gives you the details, and also provides some horror stories about its use:
There is much misinformation about feminine hygiene -- a subject so vital to health and happiness that it behooves every woman to beware of unprofessional advice and to learn the facts.
As a contribution to the proper understanding and practice of scientific bodily care the makers of "Lysol" Disinfectant offer a booklet which gives the facts -- frankly, explicitly and reliably. Its name is "The Scientific Side of Health and Youth" and its author is a woman physician who has combined sympathetic appreciation of woman's intimate problems with professional knowledge and experience...
It consists essentially of cresol, a distillate of wood and coal, which has been made soluble in water by treating it with soap. Cresol was discovered through the attempts of scientists to find a substance which would not be so poisonous as carbolic acid and yet as effective in killing germs. It is now recognized to be almost, if not equally, as dangerous as carbolic acid itself; swallowing Lysol has come to be a common -- but extremely painful -- means of committing suicide.No wonder the kid in the picture looks so scared.
For another great Lysol douche ad -- a "love-quiz" that looks like it's from the late '30s -- click here.
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Errr, the advert is actually from the late '40s, so I was only a WHOLE DECADE off by saying it was from the late '30s.
What is my thoroughly discredited method for telling the difference between advertisements from these decades? If the woman's hair isn't quite as elaborate or tight, I say it's the '30s.
The love test is priceless. How shamelessly advertisers depict the husband leaving the home because he'd rather go drinking with the boys than deal with his wife's un-lysoled vagina. I dunno. Maybe he's gay?
You laugh now, but it may someday happen to YOU!
I have some Lysol around if you're feeling insecure.
I haven't seen a "love quiz" for nervous farting, but I'm sure the Lysol-douche quiz could be adapted!
I thought maybe, someday, your man might go out to play cards with the boys because HE'S gay, but then I thought, no, he'd rather brave your "woman smell" than to go out and play cards.
C section is the way to go!!
perhaps Anonymous should be tied to a chair and forced to watch the Vagina Monologues over and over. It might help cure his (I am assuming it's a he) fear of the "Big V".
Or make it worse! Aversion therapy can backfire...
My daughter was about 8 when I explained to her that someday she would get her period and become a woman! What a day to celebrate! Not too long after that we were at an RV park, and I got my period while using the public restroom. I explained that we had to cut our walk short so I could go back and get a pad. She skipped all the way back, burst into the RV, and announced to her Daddy that we should get a cake to celebrate, 'cause Mommy just became a woman!'
"Mommy, you'll be a woman soon..."
Now THAT's a cute story. Then I start thinking about those 1960s educational films -- sponsored by the makers of "sanitary napkins" -- to teach girls not to be afraid of menstruation...not because they cared about the emotional health of the girls, but because they wanted them to happily buy their product.
In all the videos (and yes, I have several DVD collections of early sex-ed films) the mothers promise their daughters that getting their period coincides with them getting their "woman-shape." Like, the daughter wants to buy a grown-up dress, but the mother says "no, you still have your little-girl shape!"
Then, after her first period, they buy the dress. And a pair of those odd garters that pads used to be slipped into.
thsoe old pads were terrible. like having a mattress stuffed in your panties
I can't even imagine!
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