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Date: 2007-06-11 03:33 am (UTC)May, the month in which pagans celebrate Beltane, is particularly appropriate for this sort of celebration, at least.
As for manhood month... well. Sorry. Manhoods don't tend to be hidden away and ignored quite so often and as thoroughly as womanhoods do. They're quite often petted and stroked every night, and I don't know a single man who wouldn't kiss his at every opportunity if he happened to be flexible enough to do so. There are entire lines of vehicles designed to do nothing more than bolster the ego of manhoods who are feeling a bit inadequate. You see them all the time, on their jacked-up suspensions and their huge, heavily treaded tires. Apparently, these type of trucks are particularly attractive to the small variety of manhood, making them feel big and strong. Manhoods which are naturally big and strong tend to acquire for themselves all the presents and attention they could ever need, too.
But womanhood? Hidden away beneath layers and layers of uncomfortable clothing, placed where its owner can't even _see_ it without the help of a mirror, and where 9 out of 10 lovers will completely miss the most important parts of it, and the only time it's acknowledged by most people is when it's at its very worst and would really just like to be left alone with a hot-water bottle, but instead is blamed for pain, suffering, and every instance of bitchiness its owner feels like letting out during those few days. Poor, poor womanhood! It's so unfair!