Ever since the big Hannah Montana concert ticket fiasco, where I heard tales of parents shelling out hundreds to thousands of dollars for their pre-pubescent girls to go scream themselves voiceless at a concert, I knew it was coming.
Time to knock Miley Cyrus off the pedestal that we allowed our young girls to put her upon. Britney's drama is boring, old news. Lindsey Lohan has dropped off the map. So it is up to Miley to provide fodder for parental righteous indignation so they can feel they are doing their jobs and protecting their innocent young children from such sordidness.
I'm sorry, but those barely crotch covering mini skirts, thigh-high tights and stiletto heels I've seen that girl prancing around in are more offensive to me than a single photograph. But I suppose the point is that one image is acceptable teen sexuality and the other is more adult sexuality.
Let your child worship and idolize an overly made up, teased and processed haired strumpet dressed like a child molester's fantasy girl, but a picture of her bare back, oh no! Call out the hypocrite police.
If for some reason this had not made it to the news (and it was brought to us by the mainstream media for the sole purpose of titillating the public and creating a fake controversy - really is Miley's photograph a more important story than people going without food so they can afford gas to go to work?), but if it hadn't been plastered all over the news, would your 10 year old have even seen Vanity Fair?
It is a manufactured, Puritan style outrage story that we just love here, a story older than poor Miley herself: build 'em up, tear 'em down, kick 'em while they're down.
Loki sez: I thought it was an exquisite photograph.