Boy, you never get too old to experience new things. This week on two consecutive days I saw two things that were as different as being struck by lightning or a lightning bug. At the park where I try to work up a decent sweat, I saw a woman who was wearing a full burka. (Some people call it a “burga” but who cares? It’s still a seventh century throwback.) The temperature was in the high 70s and this woman was totally covered except for her eyes, and they were viewed through a mesh. Oddly, with all those trappings she was wearing running shoes! Whenever I see a woman enwrapped in a Persian rug from ground to crown, I want to go up to her, hand her a Talbot’s catalog, and say “You don’t have to suffer in all that crap. Join us in the 21st century and wear some comfortable clothing.” Of course I don’t because I don’t want to risk being beheaded. Those Muslims slash before they ask.
The other thing that amazed me involved two post-pubescent teen age females. They were in line ahead of me at the key making machine at the hardware store. They were both wearing Yoga pants. One of them leaned back against the counter while texting and I was stunned. And let me say that an old man like me has seen almost everything so I’m not easily taken aback. This young woman’s mons Venus was as obvious and defined as the noon day sun on a clear day. In a vulgar sense we might call it her “moose knuckle” or “camel toe.” I mentioned this to my wife and she said, “Young people have no modesty anymore,” and I suppose that is the answer. But do parents know, or worse yet, do they willing allow their children to go about dressed (or as undressed) as whores?
So we have 7th century women completely enclosed in multiple layers of heavy clothing that’s as attractive as a garbage pile, and we have 21st century young women who parade their pubic areas as openly as they do their middle school back packs. I guess I’m out of touch with modern trends, but it does seem that a reasonable compromise could be found somewhere between these extremes. Or, not.