What a lot of crap over what a woman wears to the beach

Through all the chatter about burkinis, etc., I found this to be instructive. And quite well-written.

Onward, into the surf. And shut up if you think you can tell me or my sisters what to wear.


8 responses to “What a lot of crap over what a woman wears to the beach

  1. I love the picture of the nuns in full habit at the beach. That kind of tells it all right there.

    Despite a ruling from the highest administrative court in France stating burkini bans are a “serious and manifestly illegal violation of fundamental freedoms”, 20 or so mayors in French coastal cities are not lifting the ban. The Socialist(?) Prime Minister says the burkini is “the affirmation of political Islam in the public space.” The Mayor of Cannes calls it a sign of the “salafisation (sic) of our society.”

    This is patently ridiculous. Especially coming out of a European liberal democracy.

    • It makes no sense. The same kind of crap visited women who wore early bikinis. So which is it? And why are there always government institutions that want to tell women how to dress?

      • Arundhati Roy recently said

        “When, as happened recently in France, an attempt is made to coerce women out of the burqa rather than creating a situation in which a woman can choose what she wishes to do, it’s not about liberating her, but about unclothing her. It becomes an act of humiliation and cultural imperialism. It’s not about the burqa. It’s about the coercion. Coercing a woman out of a burqa is as bad as coercing her into one. Viewing gender in this way, shorn of social, political and economic context, makes it an issue of identity, a battle of props and costumes. It is what allowed the US government to use western feminist groups as moral cover when it invaded Afghanistan in 2001. Afghan women were (and are) in terrible trouble under the Taliban. But dropping daisy-cutters on them was not going to solve their problems.”

        I always thought feminism was more advanced, more radical, in France than it is here.
        Clearly…I am mistaken.

  2. At my age and weight, I would welcome the chance to wear a burkini!

    • They actually look comfortable. I swim in board shorts already, long, floppy shorts like surfers wear. Hell with it.

  3. A new movement for Muslim women: “Bare naked for Mohammad.”

  4. Something unrelated because that is the way my mind works:

    The year was 1978. I had pitched my tent for a few really serine days on a semi isolated beach on the small island of Lipari off Sicily. One day, a group of French women went topless nearby. By that time, I had befriended some locals; Giseppi and his friends. As they watched the girls from a distance, as well as I, Giseppi and his gang and I held a men’s counsel over the wonderful bodies of the French bathers. Finally, Gesippi says to me in his broken English, “Bill, you go over and introduce all of us to the weeman.” I responded in my broken Italian, “Giseppi, ma non parlo Franchese. Che catso dici? Vi, vi al la senorine e talk to them yourself, you bombolino.” I didn’t know what “bombolino” signified but hoped I hadn’t insulted someone’s family member. It’s so easy to do when you make up a word. So we all had a great big laugh there on the beach and continued to feast our eyes on the French girls.

    By late afternoon, the girls were gone. The sun was decending. My Italian friends had also gone home. Eating the last of my bread and cheese and finishing the wine, I sat alone and scribbled some notes in my journal and gazed out at the serine Mediterranean again as I prepared to sleep another night by the sea.

  5. I hope the Queen has no plans to visit French beaches! I have been known to sit on the beach fully clothed at times. What is wrong with these people and why do they feel they need to instruct women on how they choose to dress? It is way overstepping their control over people! It’s disguised prejudice is what it is and they need to cut it out!

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