day when Alexandra was in her twenties her parents became alarmed at the strange sideways walk she had adopted to
climb the stairs. They called her in for a talk and there
she told them how when she was small she had swallowed a glass grand
piano whole. She worried then if she were not careful she might bash into something
and the piano would shatter.
state of mind, as a way of imagining a person’s internal world.
xray of a man’s penis and read the caption below which described how this man
had inserted a fork up into his urethra. You can see the fork in the xray opaque against the shadowy grey of his xrayed flesh. Someone commented below that it was a good
thing that the man had inserted his fork handle-side first.
for people to arrive in emergency with all manner of objects inserted into
their various orifices, particularly their genitals.
television and fiddling with this bead which I had found on the floor. I tested it for size in one of my nostrils and
before I knew it had slipped from my touch. I did not feel it roll through my nostril back down my
throat but I expect it went through to my oesophagus and down into my
panic about its presence. I told
my mother who told my father. My
father examined my nose for good measure and decided to do nothing.
emergency for an xray to be sure the bead was not lodged in her lungs, but
times were different then. It took
more than a bead in the nose or belly to get you into hospital.
these days are those performed as part of some perverse sexual practise and
their meanings range from fetishistic behaviour all the way along to
sadism. And of course it is one
thing to do it to yourself, another to do it to another, particularly if that other
is unwilling or a child.
things we do to our bodies…
earlier this week and she too is aware of the ways in which our bodies can be
colonized by others more powerful, for example by the so-called beauty industry
for the purpose of extracting money from us.
referred to the cosmetic surgery possibilities on offer as being given choices, but Susie Orbach
reckons it’s more like a tyranny of choice.
their pubic hair in order to match some ideal that has been established in
surgery to correct the size and shape of their labia, as if there is anything
wrong with their labia in the first place.
cosmetic surgeon’s websites and in one she saw a series of labia, one after the
other, all shapes and sizes.
Wonderful, she thought, so much diversity in bodies, only to read a
little further on that each of these labia was ‘wrong’ in some way.
to the cosmetic surgeon who advocated a shape and size along the lines of what
I think of as ‘MacDonald’s labia’.
size to our childhood selves, as though our hairy and angular, lumpy, squat
and variously shaped adult bodies are no longer desirable.
much Botox that their faces lose their ability to be expressive. Researchers reckon the babies who look
at their Botoxed mums get confused.
After all babies look to their mothers or primary caregivers, whoever
they might be, for emotional signs first registered on their faces.
can a baby begin to find himself in the mirror of his mother’s
piano. Is hers part of a confusion
of existence that she wound up feeling huge and fragile like a glass baby grand
such that it stopped her moving about and made it hard for her to play?