May 11, 2012
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The more that I think about this; this grown boy is fully two-thirds his mother’s height and probably half her weight, I’m guessing he’s near 50 pounds. She’s an exhibitionist and she’s warping her son’s childhood. He will be victimized by this magazine cover, probably for decades. He’s already being assailed by sexual content at every turn, being forced to think about sex years before it’s natural, and now this image of himself on his mother’s bare breast will travel though childhood with him. What happens in the grocery store check-out line when he and his mom are recognized as the mother and son in the rack? What is going to be his immediate experience in school or day-care or play-date, or whatever she does with him?
I don’t know much about breast feeding. From what I read, a healthy mother would need produce the equivalent of twelve twelve ounce glasses of milk to keep a 50-pound boy properly fed. She’d have to be a machine, and he would have no time for other activities. This boy is eating plated grown-up food and club sandwiches. What’s the point of this extended breastfeeding, except to make a point?
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