Balls Out

Balls of steel? Not for me or Janie Emaus! How about a new phrase for women? Read more from Janie on her blog, Boomer Rants.

It’s all about the balls.

And yes. I am talking about the ones which I’m sure just dangled across your mind. The ones which are part of the male anatomy.

It appears that having a set of them qualifies one for a position of leadership. Throughout the ages, they’ve come to symbolize power, authority, decision making and a multitude of other achievements.

For instance, a gutsy move may illicit this saying: God, he must have balls of steel.

Act wimpy and you may hear: Oh, grow a set of balls, will you?

And when a woman in a powerful position rises to the head of a company, makes a name for herself, we too often hear this: Man, she’s got balls.

Well, no she doesn’t have balls. And she doesn’t need balls!

We women have our own body parts to deal with, thank you very much. We have breasts, and a vulva, and ovaries, and labia, and vaginas. We don’t need any part of a man’s body to prove ourselves to the world.

I think it’s time for some new terminology.

Think about it. In today’s society so many woman are supporting their families. The stay-at-home dad isn’t a rare coin anymore.

But do we ever hear this? He’s sure got vaginal stamina. Spending all day changing diapers and playing peek-a-boo.

No. And it’s time we did.

It’s time to teach our daughters to respect themselves for who they are. For the bodies given to them.

A woman of power is a not a woman with balls but one with a ferocious vulva. With a determined fallopian tube. Or a headstrong ovary.

We have to teach our daughters that women can and will rule the world.

A new motto for a this year:

No balls needed to succeed.