Vagina MonologuesBeen anywhere near Sproul these past couple of weeks? Even if you managed to avoid it like a trained ninja, everyone’s favorite word has still been hollered loud enough to hear from practically anywhere on campus. We know you’re all thinking of it. That’s right … vagina!

Continuing itsannual tradition, the student group V-Day is putting on a production of Eve Ensler’s The Vagina Monologues to raise money to help end violence against women. So what is your favorite method of advertising? We tucked a few away that stood out to us.

1. Gimme a V! Gimme an A! Gimme a G! You get the picture. Just in case you didn’t already know how to spell the biological term for lady part, V-Day took the time to remind you. Not just one, not just two, but there are at least five girls always on Sproul to help you win that upcoming integrative biology spelling bee.

2. I love vaginas! Whether this was being used literally or just to represent a love for women, we’re glad to know there exists such passion for the female form. Besides, it takes real guts to repeatedly proclaim that in public and with shirts that echo the sentiment.

3. Do you love vaginas? They love them, now prove you do too. Sometimes said in conjunction with the former exclamation and sometimes a standalone, you can once again choose how to interpret it. Symbolically, perversely, whatever you want. Just agree and take a flier.

4. Help end violence against women? Apart from the performance’s title, we fully admit they don’t always go around just yelling about vaginas. And how can you say you don’t want to help save lives? You’d look like a pretty big douchebag brushing them off with a “No, thanks.” Once again, take a flier and at least say you’ll think about it.

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Ah, it’s the beginning of February and the weeks are slowly ramping up to Valentine’s Day and the fabulous candy discounts that come afterwards in supermarkets everywhere (let’s admit it, the cheap chocolate is better than the holiday itself, yes?). However, in the midst of Valentine preparations for your special someone, make sure not to forget another upcoming, important tradition. UC Berkeley will be showing their 11th annual production of playwright Eve Ensler’s  “Vagina Monologues” in honor of V-Day this week. read more »

2263282437_a11d9bc668If for you, the upcoming “holiday” means flowers, candy and monogamous bliss, sorry, but we’re not sure we can be friends.

Aside from the general Hallmark ickiness, Valentine’s Day is getting in the way of a much more important celebration: that of the proverbial VAGINA!, in all its underrated glory.

This weekend marks the tenth anniversary of UC Berkeley’s “Vagina Monologues: Until the Violence Stops.” Last year pretty much rocked our world, so expect to find us front and center.

Performances are Feb. 10, 11 and 12 at 7 p.m. in the Pauley Ballroom in the MLK Jr. Student Union Building. Tickets are going fast at $10 for regular admission and $20 for VIP (Friday and Saturday VIPs are already sold out).

There will be moans.

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Vagina Monologues: Until the Violence Stops [Public Service Events]

clog-stuff-011.jpgWhatever you think about the Vagina Monologues, you can’t argue that they don’t contribute to a good cause. The super-fem event’s activist aspect was evidenced on quite a few occasions during its run in the Pauley Ballroom this weekend. From the moment attendees arrived on the scene–entering the venue through a rather, erm, euphemistic set of gauzy, pink and red curtains–they were provided with opportunities to support V-Day, a “global movement to end violence against women and girls that raises funds and awareness.” A silent auction, along with several announcements about the organization’s charitable intentions, made it clear from the start that we were doing good.

That being said, we couldn’t help but notice that while most of the monologues were either hilarious and insightful, or heart (and vagina)-rendingly depressing–some felt a little like massive group therapy. But we don’t want to step on any toes, so we’ll leave that review type stuff to the pros. Hey, we made a rhyme!

What was almost as interesting as the show itself was the audience. Yep, we had a real field day watching us watching them. The first character we came across wasn’t technically an audience member, but rather, a somewhat misguided protester. He was holding up a sign riddled with spelling errors and a couple of obtuse sentences that (we think) were about The Vagina Monologues being some kind of over-extended metonymy in which women are self-objectified. Of course, the sign didn’t phrase it like that at all, so we really can’t be sure. read more »