This is from the guardian and is a review by Joanna Briscoe of "The Story of V". I thought that a few of you might find it interesting.
Vagina" is a dirty word. So filthy, in fact, that a book entirely dedicated to the subject fails to include it in its title. Despite a good airing by The Vagina Monologues, a term that was first used in English in 1682 is still so problematic that this study of female genitalia resorts instead to a euphemistic "V", which, in exaggerated font, also functions as something of a modesty patch for the book's pubic cover photo.
The problem, of course, is that the vagina is a culturally obscure little organ. Phallic references and penis jokes litter daily discourse, whereas vulval imagery is seemingly limited to pornography and dated lesbian-feminist jewellery, with the odd Georgia O'Keeffe and amusing ancient artefact thrown in. Of course, Catherine Blackledge is here to show us otherwise, and The Story of V is a mind-boggling smorgasbord of fanny facts, some of which we really, really didn't need to know.
The vagina has been explored by gynaecologists, sexologists and pornographers, but rarely, if ever, has its every cultural, historical, anthropological and anatomical facet been probed with such exhaustive - and exhausting - dedication. In our liberal era, we think we're all frightfully frank, but the vagina remains a far more taboo subject than we realise. Indeed, what goes on down there is still misrepresented or shrouded. There is still no term equivalent to "willy" that is acceptable for use among children. Fanny, pussy, snatch, cunt: the lexical options only shoot further and further up the rudeness scale. //snip//
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http://books.guardian.co.uk/reviews/politicsphilosophyandsociety/0,6121,1031856,00.html