Bras, Bras, Bras and More Bras (You've GOT To Be Kidding Me)

I haven't felt so passionately about a subject in quite sometime. The funny thing is that I'm not even passionate about the whole bra color thing-- I'm done with that. It's interesting though, because the people who were so ticked about the whole thing are the people who continue to mention the campaign in their statuses and comments. If you were so offended and felt the mention of "underpinnings" so inappropriate, why did you then play the part of publicist for it. I'd go so far as to say that all the uproar about men being offended and tempted by the mention of bra colors tempted them more than the simple statuses that started the whole thing (phrases such as "if you'd post it here why not just walk up and flash someone" -- you don't think that image did more in the brain than the words "pink, black, blue or red"?)

I've heard the argument that it was all meaningless and no one once thought about breast cancer -- just talk to the people who actually read my previous note (understanding the the whole and CLEARLY stated purpose that the method was inappropriate but hey let's talk about something productive please) or maybe the men (you know the ones that were so affected by the vastly inappropriate colors) who I spoke with that forwarded information to their mothers, sisters and friends on the subject. The only people who didn't think about the cause it supported were those too busy having their own hypersensitive, self righteous ideas of what's "shockingly insensitive" and "extremely distasteful" rocked.

How low is your opinion of the men in your life? So low that they are so incapacitated by raging hormones that they can't help but imagine grotesque and pornographic images at the very mention of particular articles of clothing seldom involved in related thoughts? So low that you feel the need to go before them in a seek and destroy mission against well meaning women who MUST be after your man and any other that may fall before him? What happened to the man who guarded his own thought life? What happened to the man who could be trusted to walk down a street by himself and not hop into a car with a prostitute or imagine himself in torrid encounters with the woman walking past? I hate the attitude that "that's how men are". As if being born with a sin nature makes you incapable of fleeing temptation.

While I understand the need to hold Christians to a higher standard - I feel that many of the women in such a tizzy over all this are holding the women involved to a higher standard than they are holding themselves. I'll continue on this in another way in a moment, but the thing that just really cooked my goose on this is how harshly everyone has responded. I felt personally attacked by several individuals who commented both publicly and privately on my involvement - nevermind that the things I said agreed with their thoughts of inappropriateness and simply tried to bring the whole thing back to something good. While there were some who sought to understand what I had to say while also attempting to keep me accountable, the majority of folks saw only that I mentioned the campaign and reprimanded me in haste and without love. Where is Christ in that?

Continuing what I said earlier-- How many times do you set yourself (and the man you're so concerned for) in front of a television set that is flowing with sexual innuendo and images of women wearing nothing but the "unmentionables" if that? Do you run through your newspaper ripping up the advertisements for undergarments(or other articles of clothing for that matter), tampons, makeup and any other item for sale that paint women in any light other than an asexual, curveless, human being? When you dress yourself, do you throw on a burka or layer upon layer of clothing to guard any man you come in contact with from the possible thoughts that may run through his mind about you?

The fact of the matter is that it doesn't matter all that much what you wear, honey. While, yes women are called to dress modestly -- don't kid yourselves. My fiance and I were talking about the matter and he made the point that a girl could be wearing a tent and a man would still be capable of having impure thoughts about her body. This is a deep heart and mind issue for men that isn't so easily dealt with as some people seem to think. It cheapens the struggles and efforts of men who have dealt with addictions to pornography and with Christ come out the other side to say that all that had to change was what the women around them wore and said. Even if everything from the top of their head to the bottom of their feet was covered and shapeless a man with such struggles would still have to fight the imagination of the unseen. While that's not a free ticket to go all exhibitionist on the world -- just keep in mind the blame can't be shifted to one side or the other. We're ALL sinful on this earth.

That's it, that's all and if you felt I was trying to tease anyone with all my mentions of bras, underwear and breast cancer in this or any other post -- then you should have stopped reading. If you feel like I'm so provocative with my words, dress, or mannerisms - then avoid, de-friend or shun me as you see fit. Otherwise -- thanks for reading.