Saturday, April 17, 2010

FCC, take a rest and stop censoring breasts


It’s not like people aren’t unwilling. Janet Jackson did the world a favor on Super Bowl Sunday a few years back and she’s practically charged with lewd and lascivious behavior right there on stage. She delivered the goods and I got to watch football, but instead of pinning a medal on her America banished her to dating Jermaine Dupri and starring in Tyler Perry movies. It’s cruel and unusual punishment just for flashing her God-given talents.

If that wasn’t enough, what did we get the following year: Paul McCartney’s corpse playing the best of Wings. I’d rather see him topless than listen to Wings.

Why did this happen?  Paul McCartney was safe.

Safe? Last time I checked nipples didn’t kill, discriminate, cause cancer, or default on a loan payment. Nipples help nurture and bring life. As far as I’m concerned, that is the exact definition of safe.

If America would just loosen its top and take away the negative and mysterious stigma associated with the female breast, we would all be better off.


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