Hollywood, California, is my spiritual hometown. I actually grew up in three other communities in California, but it hardly seems to matter which three. How could my heart take root anywhere under the tyranny of American public schooling?
I don’t have to work for a living. After my father died in December 1997, my family and I won a legal settlement.
The Blog About
Nothing: Sudheer of Hyderabad, India, is a big fan of Playboy and an
even bigger fan of Seinfeld. In this blog, he composes humorous
dialogues for the show’s characters.
Hit & Run: the official
blog of my other favorite magazine, Reason: Free Minds and Free
Markets; winner
of the 2005 Weblog Award for Best Group Blog; “the best
libertarian blog” according to the October 2005 issue of
Playboy.
Scoobie Davis Online: a self-described “filmmaker, surfer, and party crasher” in southern California. He’s also a Playboy fan, a left-leaning political gadfly, and a connoisseur of Jack T. Chick religious tracts.
The Search for
Health in Decadence: poetry and philosophical writings of Will, who has
engaged me in lengthy, good-natured debate through comments on my
blog.
Up the Tao Staircase: self-deprecating wit and wisdom from a Taoist perspective.
The Blank Slate: The Modern Denial of Human Nature by Steven
Pinker. With stylistic flair, a Harvard cognitive scientist
refutes myths about human nature underlying a multitude of political
beliefs—including many of those that would either favor or
oppose the sexual revolution.
God in Popular Culture by Andrew M. Greeley. A liberal Catholic
priest sees quasi-Christian messages of grace abounding in the
allegedly soulless realm of commercial pop culture. For all I know,
Greeley is not necessarily a Playboy fan. But his
interpretation of Madonna’s song “Like a Virgin”—more plausible than the interpretation in Reservoir Dogs—has
influenced my impression of Playboy. (In case anyone wonders, my religious heritage is German-Hungarian Lutheran on my father’s side and Anglo-Scots-Irish secularist on my mother’s.)
It’s not clear whether the ABC and Fox networks discriminated against the above commercial because of plus-size model Ashley Graham’s physique, or clothing retailer Lane Bryant made the accusation last month as a publicity stunt. Did ABC and Fox treat the ad differently from equally sensual images of skinny Victoria’s Secret models, or is Lane Bryant cynically trying to position itself as the politically correct but sexy champion of “what real women look like”?
In any case, this kind of ad campaign doesn’t deserve much hype for celebrating “real women” and helping them feel included. For every woman who feels better about herself after seeing Ashley Graham’s thick waist, some other woman might feel worse after seeing her smooth skin, well-formed face, vibrant hair, large breasts, long legs, or whatever. The campaign may be relatively “inclusive” in a contrived, statistical sense, but it’s no less Social Darwinist in its basic sense of beauty. The Mozart-versus-Salieri kinds of issues it raises will always be with us.
Naturally, I’ll play along with Lane Bryant’s game of righteous outrage—if it can help talk Ashley Graham into a Playboy pictorial. All politics aside, I’ll invoke the aesthetic principle that a varied repertoire of taste in anything, including female bodies, is good connoisseurship. If some (not all) of the magazine’s models were shaped like her, many of us guys would appreciate the variety. Won’t somebody tell her she needs to do it for the sake of curvy women everywhere?