
Panty Crimes
The New Morality of Video
Vouyerism
To exist as a peaceful society, we must abide by a social
contract, a set of rules which will defend and protect the
whole common force, the person and goods of each associate,
but in which each person, while uniting himself with all,
may still obey himself alone, and remain as free as before.
These rules, apparently, are established by day time talk
programs, the Maury Povich and John Walsh shows, especially.
One rule they championship regularly is that it is wrong
to look up women’s skirts with video cameras. The
social contract won’t permit the practice as a tolerable
activity within the framework of public good and the body
politic, or in their words, “Peeking Perverts…
Busted!”
There’s a curious amount of raw up-skirt footage displayed
on those shows, ostensibly meant to dissuade us. Still,
I wonder who among us, while standing in line at the bank
staring at our feet, hasn’t wondered how much money
and time it would take to mount a tiny camera inside one
of our shoes? Or at the bottom of a fake walking cane? Regardless,
I am more than willing to agree to be against the practice
for inclusion in our sovereign state. I like this society,
especially the American restaurants… there’s
just so much bread!
Then, I made the mistake of reading US Magazine
and Mademoiselle, two mainstream publications who
are supposed to maintain the minimum level of morality of
our social contract. But in US, they now have a
“wedgy” section. It is near the “They’re
Just Like Us…” section which shows how celebrities
are “just like us” by publishing photos of Demi
Moore or Sheryl Crow when they come down the hill to pick
up their laundry or eat a bag of potato chips. Some of the
photographers' film roll, on such occasions, apparently
just happened to contain a few shots of them adjusting their
underwear.
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| In Mademoiselle, they print of photos of
celebs bending over to reveal their thong. I found the
two adjacent shots from upskirtsurprise.com while taking
their "free tour". This site, and many like
them, are often disparaged as repulsive, pornographic,
violating, and, at times, illegal, but these pictures
are exactly like ones in the aforementioned publications. |
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I wish I could show you how similar the shots from the magazines
are. Unfortunately, I was standing in a Wal-Mart reading them.
The only thing worse than standing in a Wal-Mart reading Mademoiselle
is standing in a Wal-Mart in the first place. It would have
meant days of self-flagellation if I actually walked up to
the counter and explained how I “just needed to buy
something to get cash-back”. (By the way, I said flagell-ation)
In some respects, the celeb pictures are even worse since
the famous people are bound to know about it. Anonymous
victims of the skirt stalker-azzi probably won’t find
out about it unless they visit illicit “voyeur”
websites. Occasionally, a co-worker may find the snapshots
and post them on the workroom bulletin board. But quitting,
often the case for many problems, is an easily available
recourse. What’s a celebrity to do? Quit being a celebrity?
I don’t think they are enough “like us”
to survive that.
I have spent a lot of time thinking about this, mostly
the hypothetical “shoe camera” issue. But after
that, I am left to wonder if I really want to live among
a society where it is commonly agreed upon that websites
like www.mission-upskirt.com are as OK as www.apple-pie.com
and www.baseball.com. Even for panty-pic advocates, I have
to imagine the loss of its taboo nature would be frustrating.
I have come to the conclusion that our social contract still
holds dear the right of a woman to walk down a street without
worrying about a camera hidden in the sidewalk (though I
wonder, how much would a sidewalk-camera cost?). Ultimately,
the only things that may have changed are that US Magazine
and Mademoiselle are gratuitous and insulting.
And since I had never read them before, this has probably
always been the case.
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Nathan Fuller
Hot
irony? Topical cream!
Thoughts on T-shirts, if you catch my double meaning,
and I think you do
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Just wait, there’s more! At this point in my life,
I am no longer certain of what is and is not ironic
(thanks Alanis… is it ironic that I’m thanking
her when in fact, I’m not really all that thankful?).
I am pretty sure that a store located within 50 feet
of a Barnes and Noble in a mall that refers to itself
as a “Fashion Square” whose target clientele
are teens desperately trying to create an identity of
“their own” and rebel against the “mainstream”
by combining metal-studded accessories with T-shirts
proclaiming angry independence through “clever”
captions falls under the umbrella of irony. |
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If you’re buying a shirt that reads “Do not start
with me, you will not win,” my guess is that I probably
would win, as would pretty much everyone else, especially
if my shirt reads, “Yes I will, beeyatch!”, because
really, can your shirt respond to that? If you need your T-shirt
to fight your battles, that’s probably the cleverest
thing about you, so you better hope it’s cold outside
and you can layer your phrases, revealing them one after the
other. Also, you should find someone wittier than yourself
to buy your clothing for you.
T-shirts can inspire you or break your heart. I remember
when my college roommate purchased a T-shirt that stated
“From 0 to bitch in 6.3 seconds!” I’m
not all together sure if he was aware of the problems he
caused for himself by wearing it so proudly to his feminine
studies class, but it matched his belt. Plus, it was more
like 2 seconds, especially if he came home to find you playing
Doom II on his computer. That was a great t-shirt.
On the other hand, I was in line at Wendy’s the other
day pondering hell in a hand basket and our country. I wondered
if any of these slugs in line with me had ever even heard
phrases like “public policy”, “globalization”,
or, most importantly, “civil protest”. When
one turned around and exposed her “Tim McGraw: Operation
Enduring Freedom” shirt, I knew they hadn’t.
It was very sad.
Then again, that “0 to bitch” kid could always
pull off a T-shirt, or put one on, as the case may be. Back
in high school, he fashioned himself a plain white tee with
plain black letters. STILLER it read. He was so ahead of
his time; it was a homemade tribute to the “Ben Stiller
Show”, which is just now, 10 years later, beginning
to get its due as the greatest season of sketch comedy ever.
For some reason, though, he convinced a classmate that it
was the name of his brother, who had died in a tragic traffic
accident and he wore that shirt every year on the anniversary
of that horrible day. Looking back, I can’t believe
I fell for it. Stiller Fuller; what kind of name was that?
What was my point again? Oh right, I love my Meat Wad T-shirt,
which I purchased at Hot Topic.
- Robert Jenks
Mein
Kampf?
Oh no, Hitler, fuck that.
I try to read the op/ed section in my paper.
Within this section the editor of the paper places opposing
viewpoints on certain issues. Invariably, with respect to
our two party system, the viewpoints come from liberal and
conservative columnists who write from the perspective of
their political ideology, but then tend not to overly embrace
their political affiliation with the hope of appearing journalistically
neutral.
I am very open to suggestion. I once drop kicked a monkey
because my father told me to. My point is: I read the liberal
column and say “Hell yeah, I’m with you brother.”
Then I’ll read the conservative piece and say “Hell
yeah” to him too. This section of the newspaper only
gets me confused. And why is it that every columnist has
to use the word zeitgeist? Are they contractually obligated,
or just trying to look smart? But, that’s for another
day.
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| I only brought up my easily swayed beliefs because
yesterday I read Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler
and was not at all swayed. I’d like to reply to
some of the statements he made in his book and let him
know - or least his brain know that what he said was
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1) We can start with the obvious that Hitler believed that
the Aryan race was superior to the Jews. I disagree. Would
Hitler have made that same assumption had he been alive
in the 1990’s, and able to watch both Danny Schayes
and Joe Klein play basketball. Is one superior? Is one Jewish,
German? I don’t know, but to see these two men glide
across a b-ball court, shooting lay-ups... What was the
topic again? My memories of these two men in their short,
NBA shorts... Fantastic!
2) In Mein Kampf, Hitler wrote (or at least dictated
to ghost writer, Rudolf Hess), “The Jewish youth lies
in wait for hours on end spying on the unsuspicious German
girl he plans to seduce. He wants to contaminate her blood
and remove her from the bosom of her own people. The Jew
hates the white race and wants to lower its cultural level
so that the Jews might dominate.” I take that as an
affront on all race intermingling, and certainly my neighbor
Frank Sanchez would have something to say about that. You
should see some of the white girls he has up in there.
3) Hitler’s concept of lebensraum (living
space) led to Germany overtaking much of Western Europe.
I disagree, and I feel that the idea of lebensraum
as a premise for war is flimsy at best. Allow me to prove
it: A few years back I felt that I was outgrowing the room
I grew up in. If I was Hitler, I could have staged a coup
and overtook the room of my big sister, Kelvina. The thing
is, I didn’t. I got creative, cleaned out the attic,
and guess what? I have a buttload of black light posters,
a real disco ball hanging, and I even have my own phone
line. Take that, Hitler, and take that Kelvina!
And so Thomas Freidman (when did he become such a peace-nik?),
George Will et all, you may sway my belief system back and
forth, but you, Adolf Hitler, you never will. Your struggle?
Hitler, puhleeze!
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Steve Smith
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