There must be more to this. This thing can't be a straight-up mistake. I am beginning to think that a self-loathing, closeted, gay "conservative" came up with this mime as a desperate cry for help. Either that, or covert, anti-Republican, fifth columnist agents provocateurs launched the campaign to discredit and disrupt the Republicans by humiliating them. Beats me.
Urban Dictionary defines teabagging thus. That's pretty much what I had thought without ever having heard the phrase in conversation. I had seen oblique references to the practice in salacious writing, though, so my instantaneous recognition of the metaphor was not entirely an artifact of my prurient tendencies. It boggles my mind to think that the anti-Obama rabble rousers didn't know what this was. If they did, they could have been subconsciously trying to come out as the scrotum-sucking douche bags that they are. How's that for a mixed metaphor, eh? But, I digress.
I don't know what the true story is on this, nor does anyone but the secret pervert who first broached it in a cell of brain-dead socially regressive cranks. He, and it must have been a man, was gleefully thinking to himself, "Tee hee. (Pun intended.) I'll suggest that we use the term 'teabagging' to draw an allusion to the Boston Tea Party as part of an anti-tax protest." He must have thought he was the epitome of coolness as he disingenuously proposed the slogan with a straight face and nervously scanned the crowd for a glimmer of recognition. Maybe there was, but the notion of protest was immediately quashed for fear of being hooted down with the ruthless mockery reserved for "San Francisco hippies". Think about it. Would you have the nerve to bring up the topic of ball sucking with a bunch of wild-eyed, murderous queer bashers?
It just seems so surreal to think that no one at the meeting where they launched this could bring himself to say, "Uh... You do know that 'teabagging' is the sex-play practice of a man dangling his testicles in another person's face, or mouth, if the one being teabagged is a willing participant." Did most of them think that, but not dare to let out a peep in the hysterically homophobic environment of the dank basement of the working class dupe hosting the convocation?
It boggles the mind to consider the extent of the sexual inhibition that must prevail in such groups. What are they afraid of? Apparently, the notion of a scrotum making contact with a mouth is so horrifying and unthinkable that they all, individually, but in concert, repressed the image as it popped into their heads. They must have thought that pretending that they were not thinking about balls would be enough. Oh, the naïveté! Could they possibly have really believed that no one could come out and say it?
Well, enough of this self-aggrandizing claptrap. Yes, I am suave and sophisticated to be able to discuss this topic frankly. And, yes, you are as well to be able to read this without foaming at the mouth while decrying my moral turpitude. My hope is that you are laughing as hard as I am.
This is too much fun to quit now. I realize that a poll on this subject could exclude lesbians because the practice must involve at least one male. However, in deference to devotées of Sappho, I included a couple of choices that they might be able to countenance. I've also phrased the choices so that they apply to both gay and straight men as well as to straight women. It's only fair.