Polémica en la India por los condones con vibrador

Carlosus

El pack de la discordia (BBC)

* El anillo vibrador para completar al condón en las relaciones sexuales ha provocado un feroz debate en el país.
* Si se considera un juguete sexual, estaría prohibido, al igual que la pornografía.
* ¿Pero es puro placer o un medio para controlar la natalidad?

El controvertido condón ha causado una gran polémica en la India, un país en el que los juguetes sexuales y la pornografía están prohibidos, y en el que en general todo lo relacionado con el sexo sigue siendo un tabú.

Además, una empresa propiedad del gobierno del estado de Madhyna Pradesh está implicada directamente en la comercialización del condón vibrador, según informa la BBC.

El anillo se coloca en la base del pene para estimular los genitales de la pareja durante el coito
El producto consiste en un pack de tres preservativos que contiene un anillo vibrador que funciona con una batería. Este anillo se coloca en la base del pene para estimular los genitales de la pareja durante el acto sexual.

Uno de los mensajes para promocionar los condones es "proporciona un placer extremo produciendo vibraciones fuertes".

Esto ha causado fuertes protestas entre los grupos más conservadores de la India que argumentan que detrás de estos condones no hay nada más que un juguete sexual, algo que está prohibido en el país.

Caída en la venta de preservativos

En la India, también está prohibida la pornografía y el sexo sigue siendo un tabú, aunque la empresa fabricante de los condones afirma que su lanzamiento está encaminado a prevenir la expansión del sida.

La empresa añade que el producto fue lanzado con el objetivo de frenar la caída de las ventas de los preservativos, debida en parte a que "los usuarios no tienen placer cuando lo usan". "Añadimos el anillo que además de ayudar en la sujección del condón vibra", declaró el portavoz de la marca a la BBC.

La oposición más radical pide que se prohíba su comercialización, aunque la mayoría de la población del estado donde ha surgido el debate son reacios a dar su opinión sobre estos condones y el anillo vibrador.

Mamsaac

Cada cultura tiene lo suyo. Si estoy o no de acuerdo al uso de los condones no les debería importar, así que no creo que sea interesante dar mi opinión en una situación como ésta.

Ahora que... la excusa de la empresa es interesante. Jajaja, ya la califiqué como excusa, pero es que bien sabemos que el interés siempre será el dinero cuando hablamos de una empresa.

danielduran

Por cierto, aqui en españa estan triunfando...

kyberneees · Last edited by kyberneees on Wed Nov 26, 2008 7:59 pm; edited 4 times in total

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gathering!
I hope there is something left for the late-comers to eat and drink! What’s that?
Tea! No thank you! A little red wine, I think, for me.” “And for me,” said Thorin.
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pickles!”
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thought Mr. Baggins, who was feeling positively flummoxed, and was beginning
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come and lend a hand?” Lo and behold! there stood Balin and Dwalin at the door
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had whisked the trays and a couple of small tables into the parlour and set out
everything afresh.
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taken away), and trying to look as if this was all perfectly ordinary and. not in the
least an adventure. The dwarves ate and ate, and talked and talked, and time got
on. At last they pushed their chairs back, and Bilbo made a move to collect the
plates and glasses.
“I suppose you will all stay to supper?” he said in his politest unpressing tones.
“Of course!” said Thorin. “And after. We shan’t get through the business till late,
and we must have some music first. Now to clear up!”
Thereupon the twelve dwarves-not Thorin, he was too important, and stayed
talking to Gandalf-jumped to their feet and made tall piles of all the things. Off
they went, not waiting for trays, balancing columns of plates, each with a bottle on
the top, with one hand, while the hobbit ran after them almost squeaking with
fright: “please be careful!” and “please, don’t trouble! I can manage.” But the
dwarves only started to sing:
Chip the glasses and crack the plates!
Blunt the knives and bend the forks!
That’s what Bilbo Baggins hates-
Smash the bottles and burn the corks!
Cut the cloth and tread on the fat!
Pour the milk on the pantry floor!
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!
Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling bawl;
Pound them up with a thumping pole;
And when you’ve finished, if any are whole,
Send them down the hall to roll !
That’s what Bilbo Baggins hates!
So, carefully! carefully with the plates!
And of course they did none of these dreadful things, and everything was
cleaned and put away safe as quick as lightning, while the hobbit was turning
round and round in the middle of the kitchen trying to see what they were doing.
Then they went back, and found Thorin with his feet on the fender smoking a
pipe. He was blowing the most enormous smoke-rings, and wherever he told one
to go, it went-up the chimney, or behind the clock on the man-telpiece, or under
the table, or round and round the ceiling; but wherever it went it was not quick
enough to escape Gandalf. Pop! he sent a smaller smoke-ring from his short claypipe
straight through each one of Thorin’s. The Gandalf’s smoke-ring would go
green and come back to hover over the wizard’s head. He had quite a cloud of
them about him already, and in the dim light it made him look strange and
sorcerous. Bilbo stood still and watched-he loved smoke-rings-and then be blushed
to think how proud he had been yesterday morning of the smoke-rings he had sent
up the wind over The Hill.
“Now for some music!” said Thorin. “Bring out the instruments!”
Kili and Fili rushed for their bags and brought back little fiddles; Dori, Nori,
and Ori brought out flutes from somewhere inside their coats; Bombur produced a
drum from the hall; Bifur and Bofur went out too, and came back with clarinets
that they had left among the walking-sticks Dwalin and Balin said: “Excuse me, I
left mine in the porch!” “Just bring mine in with you,” said Thorin. They came
back with viols as big as themselves, and with Thorin’s harp wrapped in a green
cloth. It was a beautiful gold-en harp, and when Thorin struck it the music began
all at once, so sudden and sweet that Bilbo forgot everything else, and was swept
away into dark lands under strange moons, far over The Water and very far from
his hobbit-hole under The Hill.
The dark came into the room from the little window that opened in the side of
The Hill; the firelight flickered-it was April-and still they played on, while the
shadow of Gandalf’s beard wagged against the wall.
The dark filled all the room, and the fire died down, and the shadows were
lost, and still they played on. And suddenly first one and then another began to
sing as they played, deep-throated singing of the dwarves in the deep places of
their ancient homes; and this is like a fragment of their song, if it can be like their
song without their music.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
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To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches biased with light,
The bells were ringing in the dale
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The dragon’s ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying -fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

Quiviro

¿Pero en la India no fue donde inventaron el kamasutra? ¿Y ahora están así? Think

Cada día que pasa entiendo menos a la gente

dreamshunter

si, pero por mucho kamasutra que haya al final sigue siendo un país restrictivo y retrasado en ese aspecto, pero vamos, que esto ya lo sabemos todos, no es ninguna sorpresa.

me da que al final terminarán ganando los petardos de los conservadores y se eliminará el producto.

Caxius

conspiranoia

Que mania con prohibir las cosas del meter, cada uno que meta lo que quiera como quiera donde quiera, y ya esta...

Twisted Evil

Q5U8

Yo siempre he considerado que la única regla del sexo debe ser esta: "a la dama, lo que demande".

Por eso, se me antoja como una estupidez que un gobierno quiera ponerse en el lugar de las damas sobre qué y qué no debe hacerse a la hora de tener sexo. Very Happy

En fin, cosas veredes, Sancho....

albusa · Last edited by albusa on Fri May 02, 2008 8:36 pm; edited 1 time in total

dicen que esos anillitos de durex son pura casaca, no sirven pa nada

danielduran

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