Halloween Costumes & Cheerleaders

Just read Michelle Malkin's post about the most disgusting Halloween "costumes" you could imagine (actually, if you go to the site, the first one made me smile--but scroll down the site further to see how despicably un-funny some people can be. Sick.)

Of course, that made me think of costumes in general, and my daughters' in particular. At some point my kids wanted to be cheerleaders. I nixed the idea, perhaps a bit more brusquely than I should have.

I have said, since my 18 year old was born, that I'd rather my girls be lesbian nuns than cheerleaders. I detest that whole Barbie doll, cheerleader, debutante woman-as-object, role-playing nonsense. I lost on the Barbies, and we don't run in debutante circles, but I won on the cheerleading-thing.

I have always told my daughters that I'd prefer to see them playing the sport, not giggling on the sideline rooting on the boys.

I know, I know-- cheerleaders are supposedly "athletes" and it's a competitive endeavor, etc. etc. I haven't used foul language on this site yet, but here goes: Bullshit.

If cheerleading is about the cheerleaders and not about being subservient to the boy athletes, tell me this: when was the last time you saw cheerleaders at a girl's high school basketball or soccer game? I suppose it happens (and I'm willing to listen) but I haven't seen it.

In high schools the cheerleaders are girls and they cheer on the boys.

And that's why I never allowed cheerleader costumes in our house. Not even for Halloween. (Yet another thing for my girls to tell their therapists some day!)

That's a long way from Michelle Malkin's post, but that's how my mind works, sorry!