An angry mummy blogger slash cookbook author who felt she was violated when she was searched at an airport has started a slew of blog posts by other mummy bloggers who had not realised until that moment that they had been violated in the course of their every day lives.
Mummy blogger Emma K who is also the co-author of hilarious book Cocktails At Naptime is representative of the outpouring of grief that has flooded the mummy blogger community since they read the airport post.
"Until this woman posted about this I had no idea that I had been mishandled," said Emma K, as mascara ran down her face. "I am so angry. I feel so violated. What happened was I went to my dentist earlier today. How was I to know that he was going to use a large mechanical instrument on me or that I was going to have to lie in a chair with my legs in the air in a sexually humiliating position? No one had ever told me that was what one did at the dentists. I am too traumatised to talk right now but I feel my dentist inappropriately violated my wisdom teeth when he 'grabbed' my gums and 'waggled' the teeth about (without telling me what he was going to do first) causing me considerable discomfort."
The mummy blogging community, which is already licking its wounds after sex bomb Andrew Marr declared that bloggers were “socially inadequate, pimpled, single, slightly seedy, bald and cauliflower-nosed, sitting in their mother’s basements and ranting,” is now reeling from this second blow.
The airport search confession post scandal now known as Mummybloggergate has rocked the mummy blogging community to its foundations. Some pundits are saying that the repercussions of such an outpouring of mummy grief may short circuit keyboards and cause breakdowns of whole mummy blogging message boards. We are definitely worried that Mummybloggergate could impact the economy with mums too traumatized by their new found grief to go shoe or clothes shopping. We will monitor this sensitive situation carefully to see how things progress.
Do you have a story about how you were mishandled by your local shoe salesman or optician? If so we want to hear from you.
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Horror! Shock! I was violated by the man in the car next to me who insisted on playing with his mobile whilst driving instead of making eye contact whilst I was trying to change lanes.
Inexcusable.
I have a right mind to report him. Just not sure to whom.
Yet.
@London City Mum....I feel your pain. Right now I feel so violated by my dentist I am freebasing chocolate croissants to ease the pain SOB
My tailor has robbed me of the sanctity of my body by probing me with his measuring tape in the most intimate of my body cavities... he says it was essential to ensure my trousers hung properly but I couldn't miss the lascivious look on his face. I don't care if he is 69 I'm reporting him to the authorities!
I narrowly missed a terrible assault the other day when I had to cancel my smear test due to incapacitating sinus cold. Phew!
It's ridiculous. I'm violated every day in the checkout line of the grocery store by all the chocolate that practically leaps into my mouth. Not only that, but it's making me fat so double whammy!
Oh dear, I've never admitted this to anyone else but when I was on the tube the other day a grotty little man brushed against my breast. He DID! I was absolutely horrified. So mortified was I that I missed my stop. When will this abuse stop? When? Got to love your word verification on this one too - hystra - from 'hysterical' maybe?
Well until I red this I never realised before, but *sob and gasp* every night there are two people that come into my bed, they steal my duvet and make me sleep in the freezing cold with naught but a postage stamp amount of duvet to cover my dignity, then they kick and punch me, pinch me and *gasp sob sob* then *deep breath* urinate on my bed and sometimes *gasp gasp shudder* on me.
I'm so humiliated, I feel so violated but I'm told they are going to keep doing this and there is little I can do about it, no law in the land that will stop it from happening, and i just have to put up with it until they grow up.
I'm not going to let it stop me sleeping however, I plan on sleeping in my bed tonight, but I will not step foot on that bed until the powers that be have made it illegal to be left freezing, after being kicked pinched and punched in your own bed and then made to sleep in the wet patch.
And I shall expect my children to pay for my counciling.
Every morning I open the curtains and the birds are there just waiting to get a sneeky peek, one particular pigeon (now known to me as Stanley Stalker) cooos everytime I start to remove my flannelette winciette. I am finding this invasion of privacy an unbearable outrage and I am now campaigning to have all birds clipped to prevent them getting to second storey window height.
You know what, the other day I picked up the phone and dialled a number and the woman on the other end said, 'At the third stroke -' Well! Talk about brazen hussy. And me a married man and all that.
You know, it's not just personal violations on the rise though - even family members aren't safe. For instance, I was horrified to walk in on my husband who sitting in a shop the other day in a nice big comfy black chair in front of a mirror, to find a woman leaning all over him, playing with his hair.
And do you think that she might have had the decency to jump away when I walked in the room? Not on your nelly, she just kept on at it, brushing him down and TOUCHING his ears!!
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I am continually violated by my bank, Whom sent me a letter to tell me they waived a withdrawal fee, very honorable of them considering I am withdrawing my funds from a no fixed term account, I wonder if I should write a stern letter to the monopoly man.
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After buying groceries online, the supermarket chain thought it appropriate to email me with their latest specials. Here I am, in the sanctity of my own home, when they violated my email space, my free time and my eyes.
When will this madness end?
Will I ever play the violin again?
I've gone through a lot of therapy to get over what happened to me... It's still hard to talk about. Sometimes even walking past lingerie stores makes me twitchy. That's right. I was assaulted by a g-string. It went "above and beyond" it's call of duty so to speak and traumatized me, quite literally, to the core.
My dog woke me up by licking my armpit this morning- who can I sue?
I feel violated. I had blood drawn the other day and while a part of my brain KNEW that she was going to stick something inside me, I just wasn't prepared for the pain and anguish it would cause, nor the after effects. We won't talk about the bruising.
I really regretted it. I'm not sure I really meant it when I said yes.
My bicycle seat touched me' in an inappropriate place. And to think they call *me* the 'town bike'. Shuh!
Every morning, without fail, I am assualted by my alarm going off at the most ungodly hour and dragging me out of bed long before I am ready to stop sleeping. It has left me a broken woman.
AFter reading this post, I now realize that I am being viciously assaulted by my tampons once a month without fail. Who can I talk to about this?
Not Drowning Mother...God I know!! Why don't salespeople tell you that the seat will rub against your private bits and violate you? I don't get it.
Heather...I feel your pain. Parent abuse by the under fours is an issue in our society that is often brushed under the carpet. But your body is your castle and your arse should not be left to hang out and get frozen. That is a basic human right.
Organic Motherhood....I find that greasing myself up with WD-40 helps ease this grotesque assault upon my lady parts by tampons. Try it.
Glowless.... I feel the same. I bought a dozen G-strings and feel I have wasted my money. How was I to know they were lewd undergarments that would 'give me a wedgie'? I have written to the manufacturers repeatedly but the only reply I have gotten so far is 'any twat knows what a G-string is you silly moo cow.' Unperturbed I am writing to Congress ....
I want the 'Our Little Chatterbox' know that the very same thing happened to me just this very day. I managed to escape the sexual torment when flying out of Orlando to Gatwick only for an "airport security official" to violate me quite heinously on my connecting flight to Barcelona. And she was supposed to be an English woman!
Imagine my surprise that upon this very unnecessary and stomach wrenching search, a small 5 pence piece was unearth deep in the crevice of my jeans pocket.
She kept the coin - theft as well as sexual assult. I have contacted my MEP.
Did you know that Labia were a notable family in Venice?
I was aurally assaulted by my 7 year old, with his violent and prolonged attack of whinging that has caused my ears to bleed.
I am peeing myself laughing at Coolwhip. Come to think of it those bloody Tena Lady are completely violating me- and a woman of my age too!
Modern Military Mother...I know this fun but selfish mum who when her kid was a toddler wore earplugs full time because she couldn't stand listening to him whinge. Luckily he never came to any harm.
My God woman I had no idea that the italians worshipped at the Palazzo Labia! You are a fount of all knowledge.
Misssy M...don't be so hard on yourself - you have at least three years until you're a Tena Lady ;)
I have not been violated. At all. Does that mean I am not violatable? Am I left out because of weight, looks, intellect? I want to speak to the minorities representative of mummybloggergate. Now.
Metropolitan Mum....I feel your pain. I am emailing you the number of WASSUP (Women Silently Suffering as Unviolated People) and hope you get the help you so richly deserve.
My eyes feel assaulted by the smut on this comment board. Filthy pigs the lot of you!
I felt violated the last time I had tests done in the name of my health. First I had to ingest a substance over about 12 hours which made me sick ... and then I had a camera pushed inside my butt (as my son gleefully announced to his class for show and tell. Except it was telling, not showing thankfully).
In the next I had a random woman grope and feel my breasts before shoving them between cold bits of metal. She then manipulated my arms and boobs into quite unnatural positions and took photographs, which could be on the net as I speak.
Finally, I had a mirena removed at the start of the year, which had gone where no mirena had gone before. My lady doctor was no help at all with my lady parts, and I had to go to a specialist who still had never seen such a thing before. After shoving something metallic and cold inside me he finally withdrew the offender. And then declared I had a bulky uterus.
Violated AND insulted. There should be a law against it I tell you!
I was violated by my yoga instructor. At the time I thought that he was just correcting my downward dog pose, but now I realise that he must have been after something else.
while i share your amusement on yet another US absurdity (they wouldn't be happy if NOone was searched at airports now,would they?) and could report the surprisingly painful IUD exchange i suffered through this morning (talk about penetrating my intimicy..) for that matter..
i really get frustrated when i hear those kind of stories from over the big pond because i fear soon our courts will fear to dismiss ridiculous cases too by fear of bad publicity.. in mummy blogs??
chick needs to get a (sex) life i say.seriously.
Okay, don't tell a soul {whispering} I was assualted by a toy train. I WAS! It's true. It sat their sneakily on the floor, right where it KNEW I was going to stand on in bare feet.
There are many ways to be violated but violating yourself with a fun comfortable sex toy is the best one . We have very nice ones at www.hotgvibe.com you should check it out.
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