August 6
I MIGHT as well admit it. I'm a breast man. Always have been. Always will
be. Just ask my wife, or even my mother. My question is this: What possible harm
will it do to children if they should accidentally see a bare breast? What are the
mothers and the "I'm-on-your-side-today" politicians who try to shield
children's eyes trying to achieve? If little 3-year-old Johnny were to see one,
he would likely regard it as a nice place to have lunch. If little 8-year-old Bobby
were to see one, would his mommy think he'd be provoked into thoughts of indecent
assault? I mean, let's get real. It's not the kids who have the problem. This is
reminiscent of the other '90s (100 years ago) when the sight of a woman's ankle
was supposed to drive grown men to uncontrollable madness. In the Roaring '20s it
was the knees. And remember Cher's navel and Elvis' hips? Lighten up, moms. Enjoy
your freedom and let other people enjoy theirs. As for Page 3, let's get with the
program.
Verne Dennis
Ingersoll
(Don't hold your breath, Verne)