So I went and saw the Suicide Girl’s show last night. I’ve got to say that I wasn’t overly impressed. I don’t know what I was expecting but all I got was a titty show.

You see, by defult, I’ve a problem with pornography and such related things (ie a titty show). Because it is such a devisive issue this means that you tend to be pushed into a corner on the topic which exaggerates your feelings on the matter. I actually don’t really care but having the beliefs that I have I can only reach the logical conclusion that such things are bad. I’m certainly not anti-sex (which is how you seem to get positioned), I just think that such displays of women’s bodies are harmful to both men and women.

So I was excited about the Suicide Girls. They, I’d hoped, were going to push the envolope a bit, challenge ideas about what is beauty, what is sexy and what a woman’s body should look like. However all I saw were a bunch of girls, none bigger than about a size 10, taking their tops off. The twist? They were tattooed and play Motorhead and Peaches rather than what ever else it is that people strip to. Where’s the burlesque? Where’s the cheek, the empowerment and so on that I was promised?

As a good friend said to me, give me the Town Bikes over these girls any day of the week.