My Barbie Doll Is An Amputee

I was driving home one day last week. I was listening to some radio station, don't remember the name. The female DJ was making announcements of local events. She was telling about a lecture and book signing at the local bookstore, "Carpe Librum". The DJ said that the author giving the lecture would be signing her book called, "My Barbie Doll Was An Amputee". Then the DJ started to laugh....and laugh....and laugh. She would catch her breath and remark how funny the title of the book was. I must admit, I was laughing in my car at the title and her reaction to it. The whole thing got me started thinking about Barbie Dolls and what an icon they had become in our society. Just think, there in a plastic doll, all the illusions and male fantasies are made real. The perfect woman, blonde, blue eyes, always smiling with long legs and big perky boobs. She never complains, never has a headache or a bad hair day. There is no cellulite within 1 miles of her body. Her boyfriend is a metrosexual named Ken who is there only for her needs and the occasional grand ball with the Queen. It's no wonder anorexia is so prevalent among teenage girls.

Here is my tribute to that male fantasy called Barbie. I found some candid Barbie pictures, the pictures she didn't want you to see. There are also a few "family members" Barbie has tried to distance herself from.




Suicide Bomber Barbie - Some guys at MIT came up with this pic. Maybe they need a break from school?











Monica Lewinsky Intern Barbie - You can even buy the stained blue dress if you want. Yuck!!







S and M Barbie - For those days when you just have to have nipple clamps.