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January 29, 2012

The Boob Truck Patrol

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Milk Truck provides haven for breastfeeding mothers
Jill Miller drives her Milk Truck, near her Pittsburgh home, Jan. 19. The truck is a vehicle she made for spreading the message that nursing mothers have the need and the right to feed their infants in public.

Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 29, 2012 5:35 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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I'm not really sure they've picked the best time of year for their campaign. I know I've acclimatized somewhat to the cold since I moved up north, but I still wouldn't want to be whipping my boob out in January.

Posted by: Andrea Harris at January 29, 2012 6:17 PM

...and we wouldn't want you to, even in July.

Posted by: I-RIGHT-I at January 29, 2012 6:37 PM

First world problem.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at January 30, 2012 7:20 AM

Its a good thing that her cause wasn't the prevention of STDs.
I have this mental image of a vehicle that looks like a twisted version of the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile.

Posted by: stuart at January 30, 2012 8:50 AM

Amen, Mikey. The fact there is even a need for this sort of campaign, that modern folks would be hung up over breast feeding, is a sign of how far gone we are.

Posted by: Grizzly at January 30, 2012 4:23 PM

Mikey - Agreed. I'll go further though; it's a first-world problem partly caused by aggressive marketing of formula milk. After all, breast milk has an obvious grave disadvantage from a corporate point of view.

THis isn't just a problem for the first world, either; I'm not sure whether Nestle are still at it, but thousands (at least) of Third-World children have died as a result of formula milk marketing and resultant diarrhoea in infants caused by insufficient sterilisation of bottles and so on.

Posted by: Fletcher Christian at January 31, 2012 12:44 AM

I flatter myself that I react urbanely and with fashionable disregard when some woman takes her newborn to a nice restaurant and treats it like her living room, but most of the time, I feel resentment. If the child isn't mine or that of someone I know or am related to, I would rather not be subjected to public displays from silly people expecting everyone else to keep their eyes fixed on their plate, and their salad inside their stomachs. From the linked article:

"Miller estimates that the project cost about $16,000, most of it from Kickstarter, an online funding platform for artists, inventors, and explorers."

I would be completely unsurprised to learn that at least a little of Obama's Stash made it's way into the construction of the vulgar thing.

I've also had friends' wives offer to have me actually touch their gravid bellies and feel the baby kicking. Christ, I've always hated that, even as I have fond regard for my friends.

Posted by: Mike James at January 31, 2012 1:07 PM

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