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Boobs:reality and obsession

First the Reality: Half the post pubescent population has them. Whether you call them boobs, breasts, tits, hooters or a bosom they are everywhere. Everyone’s mother has them; as well as their sister, their auntie and even their grandmother. Why has this miraculous source of nourishment become our cultural fixation?

Now for the obsession: Everywhere you look these days there is cleavage; on magazines covers, on TV and movies and the girls at Sunday School. Breasts are displayed in push up bras as if on a tray for the approval of each passerby. Do FBI agents and medical examiners really display cleavage in their workplaces like on the TV shows? Somehow I don’t think so!

Recently at dinner with the Wonderful R, a family was seated at a table just in my line of sight. The two teenage daughters had on very low cut tops and jeans and I wondered what their father thought of the display. I for one was disgusted by the butt crack that was proudly framed by the open chair back…I had dinner with a view.
I’m not going to start with that old favorite Barbie…let’s just leave her (or them) out of it. (As a quick aside, when I was a little girl, I thought Mattel had made Barbie’s figure the way it was so the pretty clothes would fit.) In the local area magazine there is an entire section of advertising for plastic surgery featuring breast enhancement with easy financing.For just a few dollars a month a woman can have self confidence and true beauty by having surgery.
I wonder if little boys growing up today will think that natural breasts are odd looking after seeing so many and so much of the many enhanced breast? When will a boob job be the most sought after graduation gift or a right of passage into real womanhood?