I’ve been saving this topic until no one was writing about it.
Bikinis are underwear. Men know this. Women know this. The case can be made that all modern swimwear is underwear. This past summer, instead of going to see the new Gatsby remake, I watched The Great Gatsby with Robert Redford. Do you know what he (the character) wore to swim in the 1920s? A one-piece comprised of mid-thigh shorts and a tank-top. I attended church camp every year, and I never saw a woman so modest.
The other name for swimsuits is bathing suits, and we know that bathing is something that is done in the nude. Now, swimming today and bathing today are not the same, but the history before they diverged is something to consider. Bathing with others was something that was only done with members of a close group; a family, or a team; at the very least members who shared a sex. So how did we get to a place where we talk ourselves into bathing with non-family of the opposite sex while wearing underwear?
Everything above that line was written last night to be finished today, but before I returned here I read Dalrock’s latest post, “Trapped”. In it, he links to the writings of Jenny Erikson, at The Stir. There I saw here latest post, “10 Things Teen Boys Say — & What They Really Mean“.
[O]ne of the things I worry about in particular is boyfriends. As much as I’d like to lock them in a tower and protect their emotional little hearts (not to mention keep them as effectively as possible away from STDs or teen pregnancy), that’s just not an option.
Nope, someday my little princesses will go on dates with scummy teen boys, [emphasis in original] and I’ll have to smile like I mean it and hope to God that he’s interested in something other than what’s in her bra. Because let’s face it — if he’s thinking about anything other than boobs as a teen boy, he’s probably a keeper.
Then she starts a list of 10 things she believes those scummy boys will say as a ploy to either see or touch girls’ boobs. In bold is what the boy says, and after the ellipsis is what he means by it. Here’s number 6:
We should have a swim party … so I have an excuse to see you in a bikini and get in the hot tub with you.
I have to agree, but what else do we know then:
- Mothers know this about boys, and still buy their daughters bikinis.
- Mothers let their daughters go to pool parties
- Any woman who has worn a bikini knows this
- Women continue to wear bikinis
- Women defend their right to wear bikinis and go to pool parties so that someone will stare at their tits.
These are Christian women; often with Dad in the background looking worried and hang-dog because his baby girl is whoring herself out, and his wife is recalling when her tits were so desired and handled and bruised by all those other men. Too often, and too terribly to contemplate for long, the fathers actually participate in this vicarious cuckoldry.