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The controversy over Janet Jackson's breast has really irked me, for a couple of reasons.

1) This is an old and tired point, but why are shows about serial killers more acceptable to society than seeing an exposed part of the female anatomy (and note it is the female anatomy. No one cares about topless men)? Also, it's not really the entire breast that needs to show in order to generate this much outrage...just the nipple. As long as you have a pasty or thin piece of cloth covering the nipple, everything is hunky dory.

2) Considering how close kids are to women's breasts (they can remember breast feeding better than we can, I'd guess), why would seeing Janet's mammeries scar them in some way?

My parents both suffered from this irrational notion that is so prevalent in America. When I was little (say ages 8-12), I was able to see the Rambo movies, Ahnold's movies, and especially Chuck Norris's movies long before it was ever okay for me to see sex scenes or nude scenes (I snuck in to see the mud wrestling scene in Stripes, once, though). I never played Dr. with any girls growing up. Instead, I spent my time pretending to fight the Cold War, a la Red Dawn (I wore a lot of camoflage too).

Fortunately, I got back at my parents later on in life by taking a summer job that required me to look at porn. So, I guess it all works out.

What was my point again? Oh yeah, BAH!

Posted by Mr. Eff on 02/03/2004 || link

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