And still the fuss over Janet Jackson’s breast rolls on. From a British perspective, you end up scratching your head at the puritanism of Americans – particularly when US media finds it acceptable to broadcast endless violence, yet a breast gets a Federal investigation. I have no problem with nudity of any sort, on TV, in public, wherever. I’m not American, which means I don’t get the American’s heritage of Puritanism. Thank God.
However, I still have problems with that scene, because I don’t think it’s a really good idea for kids – especially boys – to get the impression that it’s ok to reach across to a woman and, without her consent – try and rip her clothes off. Although the whole thing was obviously staged, the point of the line Justin’s singing (“bet I have you naked by the end of this song”) is turned from something fun and slightly leery into intimidation by the act of ripping off part of Jackson’s clothing. It suddenly becomes something rather unpleasant, which is why I’ve had a bad feeling about it in my stomach since I first saw it.
To be honest, I’m surprised no one’s complained about that, rather than the flashing of a breast.