The idea here is basically that you can get a vaccine that makes your immune system react to and destroy eggs or sperm or hCG, and holy shit, it actually works! You can take a single shot and be literally immune to pregnancy–or to getting someone pregnant!–for a period of years.
(One line in the article reports immunocontraceptive results from something as simple as injecting women with their husbands’ semen. I cannot stress strongly enough that I do not recommend this, but still, whoooaaa, it’s so cool that works.)
There are downsides. The efficacy is not where it needs to be, and it’s hard to predict exactly when it will start wearing off. It’s clearly not ready for prime-time yet.
But this is a birth control technology that’s non-hormonal, non-surgical, works on all sexes, and is zero-maintenance for years at a time. That’s fucking cool.
Could this backfire somehow and lead to auto-immune issues? Is there a problem if your body is like “aaah holy shit must destroy own eggs!!! invaders!!!” or are auto-immune problems only… problems when they’re destroying body parts you actually need?
*looks at wiki page*
Yeah, it mentions “some risk of autoimmunity.” What exactly does “autoimmunity” entail in that situation and why would it happen?
friendly reminder that if i have ever befriended you and have not spoken to you in a while it’s nothing you’ve done wrong it’s just because i’m a piece of shit at keeping in contact with people and i still love you okay good
Y’all this old lady on Facebook got angry at me so she threatened to call my job and report my “rude” behavior to my boss. So she got my information from my page
SHE GONNA TRY TO CALL MR.KRABS ON ME YALL
SHE GONNA TRY TO CONTACT BIKINI BOTTOM
She is going to call a phone number and ask, “Is this the Krusty Krab?”
And the person who answered the phone will have a choice to make.
Bobcat catches salmon in temperate rainforest of Washington State
I went looking for spawning salmon and found a fishing bobcat. Standing
on the bridge watching the fish struggle upstream, I just happened to
catch this Hoh inhabitant catching breakfast. You never know what you
might come across even on a quiet snowy morning. (Ranger Lee)
My land lady is a 90lb 88 year old woman with 5 full grown Rottweiler boys. They sit around her when she gardens and watch her like the secret service. If you show up to pay rent they all stand up and stand between you and her.
It’s intimidating to have 5 pony size boys all staring at you until she stands up realizes it’a you and walks to you.
My favorite part is she wades through them like swamp water saying in her cute old voice ‘move’ ‘move please’ and each one she nudges to move wags his whole body at her touch and stumbles out of the way like he’s been knocked over by a truck. It gives me life paying my rent.
The
northern slimy salamander might be better named sticky salamander. When
threatened, they secrete a gluey substance that discourages would-be
predators!
All too often the slogan “the personal is political” (which was first used to stress that woman’s everyday reality is informed and shaped by politics and is necessarily political) became a means of encouraging women to think that the experience of discrimination, exploitation, or oppression automatically corresponded with an understanding of the ideological and institutional apparatus shaping one’s social status.
…They were encouraged to focus on giving voice to personal experience. Like revolutionaries working to change the lot of colonized people globally, it is necessary for feminist activists to stress that the ability to see and describe one’s own reality is a significant step in the long process of self-recovery; but it is only a beginning. When women internalized the idea that describing their own woe was synonymous with developing a critical political consciousness, the progress of feminist movement was stalled.
—bell hooks, Feminist Theory: from margin to center
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