Last night I was flipping through the channels. I came across this local cable channel, the very poor ones with used car commercials. The twilight channels between C-Span and Telemundo.

There was a very beautiful Japanese girl. She was wearing a silk bathrobe and was hounded by people. All men. Scruffy, or fat, or unclean. All taking photos. She disrobed and laid on a table in front of them. The crowd shouted all around her with their catcalls, their cameras flashed and flashed around her. They placed sushi on her naked porcelain skin and ate it off of her.

I guess it wasn't so bad, maybe I just don't understand the culture. But when I see the men calling and making their creepy, lustful faces I just can't help but feel sorry for that girl.

Maybe she likes doing that sort of thing-- and I hope she does, because that's a horrible thing to do if you don't want to.

But then, why would she want to do that?

I get a little sad when I see very beautiful girls who feel like they have to get naked, just to show a bunch of mindless people who don't even care about her, or what she could have been. What she is-- perhaps someone's mother or sister, girlfriend or childhood best friend.

And then maybe, that's just an understanding between those who participate in those kinds of things and those who spectate. The idea of watching someone get naked for you without having to deal with who they are. Because at that moment, you don't care.

I don't know. Even I know I'm being naive right now. But it just makes me a little sad.

If life for you would replay itself over and over again for eternity without you knowing, in exactly the same way, would you be okay with that?

Think about it carefully.