So, Red Sox phenom Jacoby Ellsbury is arguably in the running for this year's American League MVP. Indeed, he has had an outstanding season, and his youth, hustle, and matinee-idol Native-American looks — the occasional resemblance to Julianna Margulies notwithstanding — have understandably endeared him to a great many of the Fenway faithful.
You'll notice at right, the unabashed enthusiasm of young female fan at a recent game. We were seated behind her when I snapped the picture, but (click for larger view) her homemade — or perhaps in this case, I should say "HO-made" — sign reads:
I can be your
He's a Navajo. And she's calling herself a whore. Get it? Hilarity!
Now, when I say this sign was held by a "young female fan" I mean that she was no older than 16 or 17 and clearly sitting with . . . wait for it . . . HER MOM!
But it's OK, see, because Jacoby Ellsbury is rich and famous and talented!
Don't get me wrong. I'm all for sex. But there's a big difference between sex and old-fashioned whoring, and there's a point at which our current Jersey Shore-ian fascination with sluttyness completely turns my stomach.
I'm a forty-something dad of two beautiful girls (RK and E-O) who will, for what it's worth, undoubtedly soon be leered at. They will talk about what schoolkids talk about, but they're going to hear most of the difficult stuff first from us. Because the facts matter. And we'll not be leaving it to a snot-nosed little "Nava-Ho" to give their spin on the facts.
Still, they will be bombarded from all angles, and at all hours and geographies, by the message that not only is sex (at a young age, without love, or even friendship) OK, but that whoring oneself is also OK, be it for friendship or money or even — OMG! — reality TV fame. And we will try our damndest to impress upon them that, among other things, Jacoby Ellsbury is a full 20 years older than them and an unrealistic relationship partner, despite being, indeed, worthy of this year's MVP.
RK, E-O, please do respect athletic ability, and — sure — even looks, and fame, and money. But if you ever find yourself willing to trade sex for any of them, one of two things has happened: either your mom and I have failed you as a parents, or you have failed yourself as a human being.