I have to admit that I laughed at this from Gail Collins’ Friday column:
Everybody hates cancer and everybody likes breasts — infants, adults, women, men. Really, it’s America’s most popular body part.
Collins is actually making the same point as DougJ’s in this post — though, as befits a proper New York Timeswoman, (or perhaps because she must, to remain such) she does so a bit more obliquely that one finds in the fearless Balloon Juice mothership. And I’d guess that it’s at least within the bounds of possibility that some Americans may not be all that enamoured of women’s chests…
…but I quibble.
Really, the whole point of this post is to have a little Sunday giggle with the help of a quick trip down memory lane (please applaud my punner’s restraint there. Too obvious anyhow.) Embedding is verboten on this clip, but who among us of a certain age would not make the connection between “America’s most popular body part” and this scene. (Warning: actual Woody Allen sighting at that link.)
Titian, The Worship of Venus, before 1576.