Thursday, January 15, 2009

Like a Virgin

I just read about the 22 old woman selling her virginity online. Well, you can imagine my reaction, “There are 22 year old virgins?” After the shock wore off, I wondered why this was an issue for some people. Part of the rationale for the people who object to this is that they see it as prostitution. Prostitution strikes me as a particularly strange thing to criminalize. The law says that sex for free is legal (although free is a dubious notion), but sex for pay is illegal. So, the problem isn’t the sex, it’s the money. How strange is that? You can buy all sorts of pharmaceuticals that have horrible effects on your body. You can buy fast food that kills you slowly. You can drink and smoke yourself to death. Cigarettes even tell you you’re killing yourself. But, if you want to feel good, and pay for it, you’re breaking the law. You can’t make this stuff up.

When are we going to stop being a nation of inconsistent prudes? I use the word inconsistent because there seems to be no rhyme or reason behind the decisions we make about what’s morally wrong. People of the United States seem to love breasts. When is the last time you can remember leaving your house and not seeing breasts on display? They’re all over the magazine rack (not pun intended). Women wear clothing and bras that display and enhance them. Virtually every billboard has a woman with just enough clothes on to cover them. Even news shows make a point of hiring women who look great in tight sweaters. So, it’s clear we love breasts. You know what we hate? Nipples. That’s right, nipples—but only the female variety, just to add to the confusion. Remember when Janet Jackson’s nipple made a surprise 3 second appearance? You would have thought she unleashed a plague on humanity. People were outraged and complained that it ruined their enjoyment of their wholesome family entertainment, the Super Bowl. Let me get this straight. One of the most violent sports—a sport where people have been killed and crippled—is considered family entertainment, but a woman’s breast (I mean her nipple) is the end of everything good?! What kind of world are we living in?

2 comments:

Saltcay Enterprises Inc. said...

I come from a generation where we let only captain Kerk go where no man has gone before.

Francisco J. Acosta said...

I'm assuming that's a Star Trek reference spelled wrong (two ways), but can you elaborate on what that means? You can start by explaining what generation.