For far, far too long, America has gazed upon the specter of vaginofascism with indifference. We saw Lindsay Lohan's–and did nothing. We saw Paris Hilton's –and did nothing. Who will next unleash pantiless destruction upon a complacent America? The American Spectator's Carol Liebau knows who: your daughter.
To put it bluntly, the young women are shown out on the town, partying in short dresses—without benefit of underwear. The photos themselves leave nothing to the imagination. In fact, some of the websites conveniently enlarge the "naughty bits" so that every random viewer can ogle every intimate inch of Lohan's and Spears' private parts…
What's most remarkable is the deafening silence from the larger culture that has greeted the antics of the young starlets.
Reacting to them with nothing more than voyeuristic amusement or bored indifference allows the bottom-feeders to set the standard for what constitutes glamorous female behavior—a thought that should strike terror into the heart of every parent (or aunt or uncle) in America.
The current vagoterror threat level is indeed severe. In our post-Vagina Monologues age, what 13 year-old-girl doesn't want candid pictures of her precious flower plastered all over the tabloids? What woman has not gazed upon pics of Lohan's womanhood and thought "that could be me!" ?? As I write, thousands of skirted women are carelessly descending from SUVs, attacking innocent Americans who just want to get through a day —one day— without having to gaze upon a stranger's shaved genitalia. Appeasement is futile; the only proper response to vaginofascism is total war. Wake up, America, before one more innocent life is lost to the scourge of Lohanian terror.