No parody necessary

Mention National Public Radio, and you're likely to get one of three reactions: a sniff of superiority from it's backers, an eyeroll from it's detractors, and indifference from the vast majority. Which is really a shame because there is often something very entertaining about National Public Radio which begs for attention. After all, where else can you hear, "Sexuality's Southward Shift: The Belly" by Susan Straight. No, really.

...shining rims of skin, marked with the delicate silvery filagree of stretch marks, with the angry red of sunburn, with tattoos and elastic marks, from where shorts rode up. I saw wanting, and desire, and the shrugs of defiance. Who cares if it trembles when I walk?

Now that's priceless radio. I mean, how much would you pay to hear that on Rush Limbaugh? You can just hear the Snapple selling at the commercial breaks.

But wait, there's more.

Do girls want their mothers wearing "juicy" or "sweet" across their butts? And dolphins, or hearts, rising from their nether regions? Daughters do not want to think about our nether regions which is what the belly is all about. The swath of flesh between the hipbones, the groin itself, that is the actual repository of our species. Under that decorated skin is the receptacle of uterus and ovaries, the place where the baby will lie curled and waiting. Then the baby will grow into a child who certainly doesn't want to see her mother's belly, or cleavage, high or low.

Let's see Sean Hannity top that!