Why do so many seem surprised?. The Entertainment Beast markets to younger audiences by sexualizing younger and younger girls.
Some of the furor over Miley's twerking (it's not in legitimate dictionaries, yet) surely is due to juxtaposition. Miley had been the star of a children's Disney television show. Heck, Miley's character was so wholesome that she made up words to substitute profanity.
How in hades, then, could supposedly angelic Hannah Montana bend over (stoop?) so low?
Call me jaded. I'm saddened by this admission of cynicism. I am a strong feminist who has always been vocal about the objectification of women and girls in our media. But I have become cynical because I see it happening over and over and over again.
My bitterness is grounded in this fact: the men involved in these kinds of episodes--who do things that we all should be just as equally horrified over--are overlooked while women are the ones condemned.
Consider the 2004 Super Bowl performance and the "wardrobe malfunction" seen around the world. Janet Jackson was just about burned at the puritanical stake for allowing her costume to be ripped. But where was the outrage toward Justin Timberlake? He was the one who ripped her costume, revealing her breast.
In the infamous photo of the moment, Janet isn't proudly displaying her breast--she's trying to cover it.
Miley Cyrus' performance at MTV's Video Music Awards was no wholesome occasion. She demeaned herself and everyone watching her. But what shocked me most was the song by singer Robin Thicke, "Blurred Lines?"