How LOW Will Komen GO?: A Contest
Just a week left to go in our "How LOW Will Komen GO?" contest. Keep those entries coming, folks.
The winner gets a batch of Boycott October buttons, plus use of my Corvair whenever he or she is next in Seattle, maybe for the Cancer Blogger Reunion next July!
Here's my entry in the "How LOW Will Komen GO?" Contest:
A pink-ribbon English muffin.
Komen defenders, please feel free to write in and explain to me how I, a woman living with metastatic breast cancer, am supposed to get Komen's message of "awareness and support" from this almost-inedible food product?
The message I get, loud and clear, is EXPLOITATION. I feel exploited by Komen, and by companies that market stupid products with pink ribbons on them.
But let's keep this light, folks. Send me your entries--what pink product really makes your blood boil?--with a digital photo, if possible.
The winner gets my remaining supply of Boycott October buttons (I have about six left).
A New Use
I do not recomment that you eat these English muffins, even if you can get past the pink ribbon on the label. Read the ingredients on the back--this product is chockful of preservatives and mold inhibitors. They will probably last forever.
So, my suggestion is, use one of these puppies, with a pink M&M nipple, instead of an expensive ($300) breast prosthesis.
Goodbye Jabba, hello MuffinBoob!
More Great Entries
I know these two will be hard to beat, but keep those entries coming, ladies (and gents)!
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@ Jeanne Sather 2007.
http://www.pink-ribbon-store.com/store/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=83&osCsid=56e927b953909a0c4b4b65873a517a4a
Breast cancer + ball marker = tumor marker?
wocka wocka wocka!
Posted by: Amorette | October 18, 2007 at 04:22 PM
Oh--my--god! Why didn't anyone tell me about the Pink Ribbon Store? Did you all think I would stroke out? Could happen.
Did you see those pink ribbon playing cards? Just what I want for when I'm on my deathbed--bring those to the hospital and we'll play a few hands of bridge!
Argh. Conspicuous consumption, thy name is American woman. Who buys this crap?
Posted by: jeanne | October 18, 2007 at 08:31 PM
I assumed you already knew about it, that's why I didn't bring it up before. Pink demitasse cups, pink ribbon-shaped chocolates. It's a wonder they don't sell little pink glycerin suppositories. Of course, I'd be sorely tempted to convert any pink-ribbon gift into a suppository for the giver.
Actually, I saw some pink ribbon ball markers (cheap plastic ones) at Dick's Sporting Goods and couldn't take a pic in the store, so I was looking for a good image online. They had a giant selection of breast cancer crap (including polycarbonate water bottles that are on the record as being a reproductive-tract carcinogen in lab animals). There was a display of ovarian-cancer golfballs, too.
No male-breast cancer or prostate cancer items in sight.
One of the myriad reasons I'm glad I no longer work in a hospital setting is that I'm not badgered into "buying in" to all of the nonsense ribbon campaigns anymore. Because, seriously, they're ridiculous.
Posted by: Amorette | October 19, 2007 at 08:38 AM
A friend sent me a link to your blog and I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed reading it. I was diagnosed in 2003 and found The Pink to be such tyranny -- I had a blog last year, myself. Good luck to you.
Posted by: Sher | October 24, 2007 at 04:13 PM