BOOBQUAKE DETERMINED TO PROVE CLERIC WRONG.
A ONE-WOMAN mission to prove breasts don't cause earthquakes has swollen into a shirt-straining global movement preparing for the inaugural "Boobquake". Iranian cleric Hojatoleslam Kazem Sedighi angered womens' groups around the world on Monday when he claimed that promiscuous women were responsible for literally making the earth move.
"Many women who do not dress modestly ... lead young men astray, corrupt their chastity and spread adultery in society, which (consequently) increases earthquakes,'' Sedighi said. "What can we do to avoid being buried under the rubble?'' he asked during a prayer sermon on Friday. "There is no other solution but to take refuge in religion and to adapt our lives to Islam's moral codes.''
Now, there was this student, Jen McCreight, who, upon hearing this, decided to test Sedighi's theory:
"... Sedighi claims that not dressing modestly causes earthquakes. If so, we should be able to test this claim scientifically. You all remember the homeopathy overdose?
Time for a Boobquake.
On Monday, April 26th, I will wear the most cleavage-showing shirt I own. Yes, the one usually reserved for a night on the town. I encourage other female skeptics to join me and embrace the supposed supernatural power of their breasts. Or short shorts, if that's your preferred form of immodesty. With the power of our scandalous bodies combined, we should surely produce an earthquake. If not, I'm sure Sedighi can come up with a rational explanation for why the ground didn't rumble. And if we really get through to him, maybe it'll be one involving plate tectonics.
So, who's with me? I may be a D cup, but that will probably only produce a slight tremor on its own. If you'll be joining me on twitter, use the tag #boobquake! Or join the facebook event!"
Now, April 26 has come and gone and nothing much happened. Must be that they didn't try hard enough. That's why I thought of conducting a little experiment myself.
We start with an ex girlfriend of mine. I'm sure she doesn't mind her photo on DB. Science trumps privacy.
Then my secretary. She's a rather shy type but otherwise cooperative.
And now we come to the part where we really mean bizness. A former Miss Belgium:
SHAZAM! What do you think of THAT Hojatoleslam?
Okay, that does it for now. Mind you, I've always been a cautious type. Like a broken clock still gives the correct time twice a day, even Iraniun Holotojislamullahtollahs just may be right every now and then. But, If we're all alive and well come tomorrow, then that Sedighi dude theory SUCKS. Anyway, rendezvous tomorrow night, same time, dead or alive!