It’s not often that you can accuse the Sun of sensitivity. But it did display unexpected tact the day the front page was devoted to Kylie Minogue’s breast cancer: it dropped the Page Three pin–up. Presumably they didn’t want to offend readers with any reminder that those pert, cheeky playthings can also harbour sinister hidden routes of dangerously connective hormones.
In fact, the Sun doesn’t savour any association with breasts other than titillation. A couple of months ago it ran a campaign to get Britney Spears to wear a bra because now that she’s pregnant hers are beginning to sag. And that’s disgusting.
The extent of this division between the breast’s erotic and nurturing functions seems an acute barometer of a culture’s well–being. In America, the spiritual home of the breast fetish, the separation has reached massive proportions. Women are so castigated for breastfeeding that determined mothers have resorted to forming associations like the Militant Breastfeeding Cult and Inciteful Mamas...more here
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