(Reprinted from March 17, 2011)
In the 1940s, making the “V” sign with one’s index and middle fingers meant victory, as in the winning of World War II.
In the 1960s, longhaired hippies flashed that same sign in resistance to another military conflict. That group said they wanted peace, but what they really meant was that they wanted no piece of the armed-forces action.
Now, in 2011, when men hold up their two fingers, they’re telling their spouses or significant others that the action they desire is a vasectomy.
At least it’s true when March Madness is on the horizon. In a report presented last week on a variety of media outlets, the number of men scheduling that particular surgery escalates right before TV coverage of the NCAA men’s basketball tournament begins in earnest.
(This story, by the way, perfectly illustrates what is referred to as a “slow news day” in our business. But let’s forge on anyway).
Having recovery time coincide with tourney time is, I have to admit, pretty cagey. Doctors have done their part to prod prospective clients into making a snip decision by incorporating tacky slogans and promising consolation prizes to replace the children those men will no longer be fathering in the future.