Bill Bonner has a piece about the snowflakes, the hyper PCs, the ones that get offended when you call someone who is fat just that, fat. The safe spaces apostles.
In front of us was a group of young women, tying their surfboards on top of their Jeep.
At first glance, nothing at all. They had come from a nearby surf camp and were enjoying a girls-only holiday.
Some were dressed in shorts and shirts… others, barely dressed at all.
One, standing on the doorframe, stretching to attach the surfboard to the roof, was a picture of health and pulchritude.
She caught our attention. At first, we thought she had forgotten to put on the bottom part of her bathing suit. Then we realized that she was wearing a “string” bikini, scarcely evident to the naked eye.
The skimpy outfits invited attention; but the looks we were getting denied hospitality. We wanted to stare; but we could only get away with a furtive glance.
“What are you doing here?” the scowls seemed to ask.
(It was a public beach. We were checking out the property next door, which is for sale.)
What gives? we wondered…
Read the whole here. This is Bill Bonner's bio.
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