One evening last summer while I was on vacation, I
watched a tall, striking 15-year-old leave her parents' house in the shortest
cutoffs imaginable. My first thoughts
were for her safety, imagining all the males who would soon be ogling her. Whenever she passed by them at the stadium, their
thoughts would automatically turn to her bottom, not to major league baseball. In Italy, where toplessness on the beach is
accepted, unlike in America, a fact which always surprises Americans, Italians tend
to avoid wearing shorty-shorts in the street.
It seems that American girls, and their parents as well, choose to ignore
the fact that visual stimuli are a major component of male sexuality. If girls honestly hope to avoid trouble with Neanderthal
types, they need to be more scientific in their choice of attire. This past month the BBC aired a news segment featuring
American schoolgirls who are disgruntled because their school wants to reinstate
its long abandoned dress code. To start,
no more butts covered only by tights, and no more peekaboo clothing. These girls argued that their administrators
are nitpicking, and that females should not be held responsible for what goes on
in other people's heads. Faulty reasoning,
I say. They forget that no man, and no
woman either, is an island! The sexual
education of young people should start with documentaries about upper primates. Soon serious students will intuit that public
displays of certain attributes are best left to beachgoers, art class models,
and sculptors. The bitter irony is that
in some parts of the world, women are forced to cover up every last inch of their
bodies for socio-religious reasons.
Meanwhile, in cahoots with retailers, many Western women are willing to
reveal all. In any juniors' clothing
department we find items more suited to Frederick's of Hollywood, that
specialty house where showgirls once shopped.
The distinction between normal clothing and floor show costumes has become
ridiculously blurred. A few weeks ago it
was brought to our attention that a pop singer was seen wearing a transparent
dress, yet many of her colleagues are happy to appear in the buff, so that the
distinction between some performances and pornography has also become blurred. Many pop stars have passed through the cultural
bordello established by the ultra-successful "Material Girl" who all
by herself may have initiated this clamorous decline in feminine decorum some
30 years ago. One tongue-wagging 21-year-old
performer, who until recently was a Disney icon in a comedy series, openly says
that her message is intended for all young girls: "Don't be ashamed of your body! Be free!" Of course, she doesn't add that there is a
huge difference between being unashamed of one's body and being obsessed, like
her, with exhibitionism on stage for money.
Alas, this bimbette is beyond remembering what shame is; she traded it in
for publicity. As it says in the Book of
Proverbs, Like a gold ring in a pig's
snout is a beautiful woman without discretion. Given what young Westerners are exposed to on
a regular basis, being a lot of pigs with gold rings in their snouts, none of
us should be surprised if some modern girls feel justified in wearing skimpy
outfits to school and around town. What
do adminstrators expect when many performers, worth billions of parents'
hard-earned dollars in concert tickets and LP sales, will do anything on stage for
fame and fortune in a business where licentiousness now gets confused with "freedom"? In my humble opinion, 
freedom means not only
being allowed to wear a bathing suit at the pool or beach, unlike so many truly
oppressed women in the world, but also being allowed to concentrate on one's
lessons in school, unbothered by the provocations of copycat exhibitionists. Thanks to the lack of guidance, good taste
and discretion on the part of some, including all those "performers"
who only pretend to be liberated, many students now risk having to invest in
school uniforms, a measure which will mean sacrificing a touch of individual
expression for a little public decorum.
UN'AMERICANA A VENEZIA
woman either, is an island! The sexual
education of young people should start with documentaries about upper primates. Soon serious students will intuit that public
displays of certain attributes are best left to beachgoers, art class models,
and sculptors. The bitter irony is that
in some parts of the world, women are forced to cover up every last inch of their
bodies for socio-religious reasons.
Meanwhile, in cahoots with retailers, many Western women are willing to
reveal all. In any juniors' clothing
department we find items more suited to Frederick's of Hollywood, that
specialty house where showgirls once shopped.
The distinction between normal clothing and floor show costumes has become
ridiculously blurred. A few weeks ago it
was brought to our attention that a pop singer was seen wearing a transparent
dress, yet many of her colleagues are happy to appear in the buff, so that the
distinction between some performances and pornography has also become blurred. Many pop stars have passed through the cultural
bordello established by the ultra-successful "Material Girl" who all
by herself may have initiated this clamorous decline in feminine decorum some
30 years ago. One tongue-wagging 21-year-old
performer, who until recently was a Disney icon in a comedy series, openly says
that her message is intended for all young girls: "Don't be ashamed of your body! Be free!" Of course, she doesn't add that there is a
huge difference between being unashamed of one's body and being obsessed, like
her, with exhibitionism on stage for money.
Alas, this bimbette is beyond remembering what shame is; she traded it in
for publicity. As it says in the Book of
Proverbs, Like a gold ring in a pig's
snout is a beautiful woman without discretion. Given what young Westerners are exposed to on
a regular basis, being a lot of pigs with gold rings in their snouts, none of
us should be surprised if some modern girls feel justified in wearing skimpy
outfits to school and around town. What
do adminstrators expect when many performers, worth billions of parents'
hard-earned dollars in concert tickets and LP sales, will do anything on stage for
fame and fortune in a business where licentiousness now gets confused with "freedom"? In my humble opinion, freedom means not only
being allowed to wear a bathing suit at the pool or beach, unlike so many truly
oppressed women in the world, but also being allowed to concentrate on one's
lessons in school, unbothered by the provocations of copycat exhibitionists. Thanks to the lack of guidance, good taste
and discretion on the part of some, including all those "performers"
who only pretend to be liberated, many students now risk having to invest in
school uniforms, a measure which will mean sacrificing a touch of individual
expression for a little public decorum.
UN'AMERICANA A VENEZIA
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