What can you do with 600K condoms a day?

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http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/3934275.stm


The Indian city of Varanasi is getting through around 600,000 condoms a day, but this is no population control exercise.
The weavers of the holy city, home to the world-famous Banarasi saris, have made the contraceptives a vital part of garment production.
The weaver rubs the condom on the loom's shuttle, which is softened by the lubricant thus making the process of weaving faster.
The lubricant does not leave any stain on the silk thread which might soil the valuable saris.
There are around 150,000 to 200,000 hand and power looms in Varanasi alone and almost all are using the technique.
And every loom has a daily consumption of three or four condoms.
At first, weavers stocked up on condoms from the family planning department under a government scheme to provide them free of cost.
Some weavers even registered with fake identities to get their hands on the precious prophylactics.
Generation gap
Mahfooz Alam, convener of the Bunkar Bachao Aandolan (or Save the Weavers Movement), says officials got wise to the scam, and corruption set in.

Family planning personnel procured condoms from government hospitals and sold them to general stores.
These stores then sold them on to the weavers at 10 rupees a dozen.
Mr Alam says the older generation of weaver is averse to the technique but the younger generation wants things done at a faster pace.
Some of the weavers fear the industry could be at risk if sari buyers learn their garments are made with condom lubricant.
But Mr Alam says many weavers have to use the technique.
They would use another lubricant if there were one available that were better, he says.
 
Dude, my mother actually gives me money for that purpose, to be sure I'm not out of condoms.
 
Guys, your talking about your moms and condoms in the same sentence!!!??!!!

You guys are sick
 
Can't any of you guys buy your own condoms?

Once I was going through a box of old letters between my parents (before they were married) with my mother. Among the letters, I found a "Pecker" condom (complete with a cartoon woodpecker on the wrapping) from the seventies, my mother commented on my father’s sense of humor. Now there's an awkward memory.
 
Ummm... couldn't these people just get the lubricant instead of wasting a bunch condoms? Unless they then hand them out to all of the children afterward, who confuse them with water balloons or promptly attempt to bulid a raft to escape from their shitty village.
 
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