(A special note to Canadians on behalf of my long-deceased Canadian ancestors who moved to the USA: Like we in the states, you folks know what it's like to have a government dominated by leftist lunatics. Until you vote in a more conservative government, you're stuck with one which (1) apparently delights in curing your illnesses with suicide assistance and (2) demands that you turn in your guns because you never know when a gun will rise up and shoot itself without a human pulling the trigger. As you may recall, after Australia confiscated innocent people's guns crime increased considerably. Canada, DON'T be Australia! Hide your guns under the cat or behind that glistening wall photo of King -- hmm, is it Andrew? Well, I really can't remember, but you do, I'm sure. Nevertheless, let's hope you can wait out this outrage because you may need those weapons one day for any variety of reasons. In the meantime, maybe you can decorate guns as flagpoles holding maple leaf flags -- or perhaps try convincing your lunatic legislators that guns must be saved and used as hospital suicide instruments under the guidance of now applicable Canadian laws. After all, as Mark Carney himself might agree, legal is legal and laws are laws.)
A side-effect of working in a medical specialty, as I did in Air Force hospitals long ago, is a tendency to take bodily functions for granted. Becoming embarrassed by the mere mention of genitalia is impossible once one has seen it all. Remarking to a friend or even to a stranger on the street that you've noticed something about their physical appearance indicative of a necessary visit to a physician can be helpful -- or insulting to the person whose bodily facade you have just violated in a cascade of medical words.
So I hope you'll forgive me today for getting right into masturbation.
No, silly, it's not what you think. This is about masturbation, not actively performing it as you read. Nope, not me, either.
I was gratified (stop it!) by an article in the New York Post of April 3 in which medical science seems to reiterate what has been hypothesized before -- that frequent sex and/or masturbation may keep hazardous substances from remaining in and causing cancer within the male's prostate gland.
The article quotes physicians familiar with the subject and there appears a current consensus among some that 21 ejaculations a month are necessary to keep a healthy prostate. Why not 20 or 22 is a mystery to me, but maybe 21 holds some mystical relevance to medical science. Perhaps even, as opposed to odd, numbers are the work of Satan in this instance, I do not know.
All of this reminds me of the "old wives' tales" warning children that masturbating a lot will cause one to go blind, or that excessive hair will grow on one's knuckles and apparently society will look upon the masturbator as equivalent to a sex-starved caveman or something. However, considering the fact that "old wives" don't have prostates from which to judge effects, I think it is more in line to believe that such nonsense was fostered so that males would use their sexual moments to produce children with women instead of indulging in self-pleasure of which only the devil himself (or herself) would approve.
The obvious lesson taken from the NY Post article appears to be: Do it frequently and if you need to fit in all 21 times a month don't hesitate to cancel appointments which might get in the way. However, don't forget to feed the cat or pick up the mail in between sessions -- and as far as the radical Islamists among us go, I guess we could agree that medical science believes it's perfectly okay to. . .
Masturbate in the caliphate.
Let's give a big hand to the New York Post for this article. A really big hand.
