Martina Devlin: Sisters, get back in touch with your feminist side
THE day I saw a 19-year-old medical student go to lectures in a skimpy Playboy bunny T-shirt was the moment I realised something has been lost in translation between the generations.
I wasn't yet ready to believe the evidence of my eyes -- perhaps she was sporting the T-shirt as a gesture of ridicule. So I inquired why she wore it. "Rabbits are cute," she said.
Didn't the pornography and exploitation implications bother her? This wasn't just a bunny but a Playboy bunny. She looked blank. "I bought it because I liked it. I don't care about the rest."