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Menstruation Machine teaches men about, well...

Now men can feel the delights of Mother Nature's monthly gift with the Menstruation Machine by Japanese-British artist Hiromi Ozaki.

Ladies, don't you hate it when men complain that shaving is a pain? Many of you would probably argue that a few razor nicks are a joke compared with the pain, bloating, and mood swings that tend to accompany a typical period. Well, now we men can feel your pain with a device that simulates the delights of Mother Nature's monthly gift.

The menstruation machine: a stylish instrument of torture.
The menstruation machine: a stylish instrument of torture www.sputniko.com

The Menstruation Machine is an art project by Hiromi Ozaki (aka Sputniko!), a Japanese-British artist who seems very intrigued by her own monthly cycle.

Featured in the Royal College of Art's Design Interactions show, the device is intended to let men feel the pain of a woman's period, though Ozaki says it's also designed for women, as menstruation "might become something obsolete" in the future due to advances in contraceptive technology.

The silvery device, which may or may not be merely conceptual, is worn around the waist like a belt. According to Ozaki's YouTube site, the machine drips about 80 milliliters (2.7 ounces) of blood from a tank to simulate the average flow of a five-day period. Prepare your iPads, or whatever else will stanch that flow.

I don't really want to know where the blood comes from, but no doubt Ozaki is a hard-core performance artist. Meanwhile, for the pain of cramps, the device has "lower abdomen-stimulating electrodes" that might have you running for Midol.

The vid below by Ozaki is a story of a nerd boy called Takashi who wants to discover what it's really like to be a girl. He isn't satisfied with just dressing up like a typical gyaru floating around Shibuya Station, so he builds a menstruation simulation machine. Now that's dedication for you.

Decked out in a matching jacket and kawaii orange wig and heels, he straps on the machine, grabs his blinged-out keitai, and heads out for a night on the town in Tokyo.

After a bit of purikura photo booth fun with a girlfriend, poor Takashi is overcome by cramps. He retreats to a restroom, writing in pain. Presumably, he pushes the Sound Princess button to mask his grunts. But his girlfriend seems to like his femininity, and they arrange for another outing the next day.

Ozaki's music reminds me of Japanese bands Perfume and Polysics, and her lyrics also mix Japanese and English. They're simple and to the point: "It hurts, doesn't it? Well, it's gonna hurt even more."



(Via Carnal Nation)