All the rage or all outrage?

ABC reports. I decide.

First off, I know some old school feminists (mainly Rebecca Chalker) who don’t even think the G-spot exists. I mean she doesn’t think that the name is right, and Chalker also thinks that the idea of it as a spot is inaccurate. She calls it the clitoral cluster, and the other night, in her “Walking Tour Through the Clitoris” workshop at Babeland, she basically denied that there exists something called the G-spot. From the looks on people’s faces, I knew she had hit another type of spot; one I refer to as a sore spot.

Whether or not you believe in the holy grail known as the G-spot, there are a lot of people who not only believe in it, but who believe in the mighty power of its pleasure. And not all of them know where to find it and what to do with it when they get there.

That’s why women in LA (well, at least that’s where the article originates) and other metro/cosmopolitan places are heading to their doctor’s offices to part-ay sans vodka and coke. They’re not partying because it’s fun to hang out with their doctor, but because desperate women are seeking a trained medical professional to plump them up. Yes, that’s right, for between $1,850 (for a single shot) and $2,500 (for a double), a woman can inject her vagina with a collagen injection - an injection that comes with a list of 68 risks including scar formation and sexual dysfunction.

The shot, which lasts upwards of a few months, plumps up the urethral sponge (a.k.a. G-spot) so that it’s easier to find. However, after a few months the effects wear off, and then she has to shoot her “spot” up again to potentially get back to the “new, improved” vaginal sensation she’s so desperately seeking.

Why are we so out of touch with our bodies that we have to find non-human ways to get back in touch? Why are we relying on a shot to fix us, instead of sitting with a mirror and a sex toy (or finger) and playing around down below? Why I ask? Why?

Cause it’s a quick and easy and we’re lazy and that’s why. But that’s not good enough. No, not for me.

You want to find your G-spot? Don’t buy the shot. No, you, or your wife/girlfriend/fuck buddy, don’t need it. The G-spot exists without the shot, but she has to be aroused in order to find it. That’s the bottom line. No gynecologist, no partner and no person will ever really find it for her if she isn’t tuned in and turned on. She does not need to attend a G-shot party to find it. She doesn’t need to throw away thousands of dollars and inject herself with potentially poisonous chemicals to get the most out of internal stimulation. And she doesn’t need to find it to have great orgasms. No. The clitoris is most ladies best bud, while the G-spot is more like a good friend.

So please, please whatever you do, don’t do the shot. And, if you seek out G-spot fun, don’t be disappointed if you don’t love G-spot stimulation as much as you thought you would. More women need clitoral stimulation to get off than anything else. The G-spot is not a miracle quick fix for vaginal sex. Practice your kegel exercises. Use a curved finger. Try a thicker dildo. Whatever you do, don’t use chemicals. They aren’t good for you, or your self-esteem.