“The really frustrating thing about the “Save the boobies” campaign and similar ones is that it gets it exactly backward. Often, the point of breast cancer treatment is to destroy some or all of the boobies in order to save the woman.
Saying that we should work to cure this disease because it threatens breasts is really upsetting. For starters, it suggests that women are worth saving because they’re attached to breasts, rather than the other way around. But worse, it tells any woman who’s had a life-saving mastectomy that she’s given up the thing that made people care about her survival. What a punch in the stomach.”
- Randall Munroe, writer of xkcd
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The whole “sexualization of cancer” thing that goes along with breast cancer awareness really makes me angry. Hey, it’s a disease the affects women, let’s make it all pink and sexy-fun-times!
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It especially irks me that people make it so jokey, like “oh haha ta-tas that’s funny lol.” Stop it. And uh the whole idea behind these campaigns is “let’s save some boobs” instead of “let’s save some lives.” I’m glad other people find this as troubling as I do.
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Agh, yes, this. My mother (a breast cancer survivor) attended a cancer survivor therapy workshop/seminar last year and met two breast cancer survivors whose husbands left them following their mastectomies. The first one was told by her husband that “he’d rather see her dead than lose her breasts.” The second one waited at the hospital all day for her husband, who never came to pick her up. A nurse finally gave her a ride home when night fell; the woman came home to an empty house. So, on behalf of those women and everyone offended by these campaigns, fuck the “hur hur boobies are great y would u not want to save them” mentality.
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