Oh my peoples! (Of the land of Czech, for this article.) So you strip for free stuff – and you’re telling me with the same mouth that prostitutes are bad when selling their bodies – and you’re better than them?
Every time someone will point at me and smirk at my scarf and long sleeves, I will think of this happening in Prague. It doesn’t – by any mean – make me any better than anyone else, but at least I don’t sell myself like that.
How far did our society reach that people who don’t starve or suffer hardship would strip – in the middle of a city in front of thousands of other people – for a piece of fabric? For free? Even old ladies?!
Why is this deemed as the greatest freedom of a woman? Or a man? Well thank you, I’ll stick with my puritanic dress code rather than jumping around in my petticoats on the street offering every unlucky passer-by a look upon my exposed body… and let alone cameras and mobiles – for a friggin shirt!
But please, enjoy your tops and pants and skirts – you’ve earned them the oldest way known to humanity! :)
(Message from me: Shame on you, doxies!)
PS.: I don’t usually comment on political, religious or society issues on my blog, but some things are just way too disturbing for me not to put them here. I get judged and looked down upon for wearing hijab, but if I walked into a designer store in underwear, than it would be all right? Well, news flash, folks – this is not new, old Greeks’ve already done that. And how did they end.
Well, what are you worth?