A big flap over jelly bracelets of sex panic proportions.
Seems the kiddies have invented their own version of the venerable old hanky code. Of course, a milder, comparatively innocence version but one that the media’s jumping all over. Probably because Dr. Phil caught wind of it. Parents, I suppose, have some reason to worry because what was once a raver’s symbol (and worrisome enough, X-wise) among the upper high and college aged has now morphed into something for middle schoolers. But I caught wind of it last month and asked my daughter about it, who just gave me one of her “Oh, Mom, you’ve got to be kidding/how juvenile” look.
I wonder though, just what is it about Florida? Seems like so much wacky news comes out of that state and I can’t help but wonder that the more fundamentalist a taboo sex becomes, the more likely your youth population are going to be in inventing ways around the taboo. Ever notice how these sex trends among the young don’t originate in the blue zones of politics and religion?
Of course, I have an issue with national television media spreading the meme with “Parents! Beware! A whole new worry about your kids’ fashion accessories!” Thanks, national media, for pushing the story nationwide over the last twenty-four hours. Now every teen in America knows about what could’ve remained a regional fad. And what do you want to bet that parents are doing the knee-jerk media dance of parental insecurity, too?
On the brighter side: At least one media columnist questions the veracity of this all-new sex panic.
Oh, that Nick Denton. I remember him putting out that employment call last year and Fleshbot‘s the result. A place for porn paparazzi to go? Perhaps. I just hope they show some hot ham-ham sex hentai soon.
