Justice and Boobs

Okay--I need to opine regarding VA AG Ken Cucchinelli's Ashcroftian censorship of the Boobs of Justice.

My comment--what a boob.

It's not that he's just being prudish--although that in itself is weirdly childish in a grown man who doubtless knows that museums are chock-full of nekkid folks depicted in paintings and statuary. In fact, under my clothes, I'm naked right now. Can't help it. I was born that way. He's nekkid under his clothes too, as are many fine upstanding people. It also shows that he's ignorant of topless history.

Lady Godiva bared her business in a peaceful tax protest. The Greek courtesan Phryne went bare in court to soften the hearts of her judges. And even today, boobs are a symbol of freedom and justice. It isn't about sexuality, but the bared breast of the mother who bore us, suckled us when we were young, who represents our shared humanity and the very source of our sense of justice, which stems from our recognition of our mutual vulnerability and the need of law to redress our wrongs. Ideally, we are naked before the law--truthful, open like a book, ready for the judgement of our peers.

The bared breast of Liberty and of Justice are like "roes that are twins" springing up throughout the artwork of the last couple thousand years. And there is absolutely no shame in that--it's a good thing. It's only evil to him who would think evil of it.

And that kind of foolishness isn't becoming to a person who would be taken seriously.