What's up with ladies sharing magazines?

Dang but if there's one thing women are kookoo for it's reading magazines.  Magazines with pictures of different ladies on the cover.  They love all the hair and sex tips.

In fact they like magazines SO much that they can never bring themselves to throw one out.  Yet they don't want to "hoard" them either.  They have to find a way to "make good use" of the magazine after they're done reading it.

Sometimes they will just tear out the PAGES they like and "save" them.  Like in a document-sized storage bin or accordion folder.  Another thing they do is clip out select words and graphics that they use to piece together some kind of inspirational girl-power collage.

But since they would have neither the time nor wall space to do that with EVERY magazine, they are usually left with just one option.  Give them to another lady!

They don't exactly "trade" though, you see.  It's not like what boys used to do with baseball cards.


Lady #1: I'll trade you...Oprah June 2011 for your Shape Magazine April 2012.

Lady #2: Pffft, as if.  Any SERIOUS offers?


No, it isn't like that at all.  Instead it's this weird used magazine ambush where they spring a plastic bag full of magazines on any unsuspecting female that enters their home.  "Here!  Some magazines you gotta read."  Refusal is not an option.  It goes against the code.

As a result, some magazines will make their way around for YEARS.  I recently witnessed a relative bestow a 2001 edition of Martha Stewart Living upon somebody's new fiancee.  "Welcome to the family.  HERE."  Thing has probably seen every continent.  Total whore mag.  Would you even want to TOUCH it?

Now I gotta ask, what do the magazine publishers think of this behavior?  Aren't they losing money?  Why haven't they gone crying to the government like the music industry did?  "SHARING IS WRONG!  Blah, blah."  I guess probably because they are ultimately slaves to the advertisers, and the advertisers love it.  They only have to pay for an ad once, and dozens of women see it.

If Betty Crocker weren't dead and burning in hell right now, she'd be rubbing her hands with glee.

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