I wouldn’t call myself a feminist. Sure, I believe that women can do anything, from stay-at-home moms to CEO’s of Fortune 500 corporations, but I’m definitely not about to join NOW.
Still, a recent Super Bowl commercial, that is still playing makes me want to burn my bra. It’s not just because of the inappropriateness of the ad. It’s also about taste. Watching a “possibly nude” female walking through a farmer’s market is just crude. Then at the end of the ad we see she wasn’t completely naked, but she might as well have been: a miniscule nude-colored pair of shorts. As for the “top,” well, if you’ve seen the commercial, you know why I use quotes.
(Insert imaginary video here. I’m not going to condone the commercial by providing a YouTube rendition of it.)
What irks me is besides the taste (or lack thereof) is that it’s fine with everyone. We don’t even question things like this anymore. Movies with scenes of nudity and more “f-words” than you can count still have a PG-13 rating; an R-rate if there’s a cigarette.
They say kids today grow up so fast. The internet, TV, and movies aren’t helping. What scares me is, is this what will my nieces and nephews will be exposed to?