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“I would do anything for love, but I won't do that” (Meatloaf)

Most chicks I've asked, actually – come to think of it - maybe all chicks I've asked, are against breast implants. They’ve tried to explain it to me, but I'm still not sure why. Don’t get me wrong here – I’m not pro-big boobs or anything crazy like that. If anything I believe in a woman’s right to choose; I dream of a world in which a woman can freely decide to improve her breasts without prejudice.

Generally I think, though, that when I think about fake tits (lulz!) it's different than when chicks think of them. I think when asked about breast implants chicks (and probably some guys too) jump to oversized obviously artificial Pamela Anderson hooters circa 1991. I think it's critical to also bear in mind the more natural fake looking Pamela Anderson style knockers circa 1999. I bring this up because I don't think most reasonable non-entertainers would likely get overly large or obviously fake boobs. So let's not focus on them. Let’s consider your everyday woman. So I think it's proper to appropriately broaden our discussion here to all breast enhancement surgery. Let's focus on fake jugs that look like natural breast. But let's also consider appropriately similar operations: breast reductions and breast lifts. That means that I'm saying let's focus on reasonable kinds of breast augmentation. Once focused properly I think we can say that the prejudices that are typically attributed to un-real titties aren't applicable… I mean post surgery they probably look, basically, natural… just better than before. Right? Isn’t that the point?

Let’s look at motivations. While artificial hooters may be sought to be more sexy or whatever, that doesn't need to be the case; for instance a girl might want them because she doesn't feel like a woman with what she's naturally got. And while getting breast implants might not fix the root problem about whether she should be happy with what she naturally got, that’s a separate issue. So this seems like a good, and plausibly common, reason. But even if she DID get 'em because she thinks it'll make her sexier, so what? It's not her fault that boobs of a specific shape and size are considered sexually attractive in our contemporary western society. Nor is it her obligation to fight these societal views of what looks good. So that seems like a fine reason too.

And what would you think of someone who gets augmentation surgery because it's what her partner wants? Let's look at a specific example: Take Jenny. She's got saggy 'C' boobs. She's married to Johnny. They deeply, madly, truly love each other. Although he's never said anything to her, she knows he prefers firm'n'perky 'B' sized honkers. Would this be the right, or wrong, kind of reason for Jenny to decide on her own to go under the knife? Some dames have called me crazy for this, but I think this is a good reason (maybe even the best of all possible reasons). I mean, come on. Sure surgery and its effects can be painful, but so is a lot of stuff people do for their partners. (Going to the ballet, for example. Or building a deck.) And it’s not like he asked her to do it; she’s doing it of her own free will. The fact that this sort of thing is permanent shouldn’t make a difference either. After all, they’re married and that’s suppose to be a permanent sort of thing as well.

So there seems to me to be an unfair prejudice against chicks who opt for unnatural funbags. And that’s not cool. I mean, if there’s a lady out there who’d get the surgery, but doesn’t because of the way she’d be perceived in virtue of having gotten the surgery, that’s a real shame. Not because it means there’s one more chick in the world without nice tits, but because there’s someone in the world who’s not doing what she wants to (legally) do to her own body because of the antiquated foolhardy opinions of the neighborhood catty bitches.

As a last aside, it feels as if a lot of hippy wishy-washy feminist crap could get pulled out here. Arguments like “breast implants promulgate the subjugation of women, you insensitive jerk!” I think a lot of these sorts of arguments aren’t really worth bringing up and addressing here. So I won’t. If you think you’ve got a pretty lil rant against breast implants that’s important, write it in a comment and I’ll address it… ya jerk.

At the end of the day, breast augmentation is on the same footing as tattoos. They're permanent. They're superficial. And people reckon they make them 'more beautiful' in a relevant kinda way (relevant to how they want to be seen). They enable them to express who they really are. Or Even get a head in the world. And what’s wrong with any of that? I could say more, but I think that’s enough for now. I fear that wasn't as clear as it needed to be. It's just my spur-of-the-moment thoughts on the subject. I could be wrong. After all, what do I know.