New Rules, September 14 2007 <---Full article
Hi all. Bill definitely made my night with this one

"...And finally, New Rule - and I never thought I'd be the one to say this, but: Don't show me your tits. Last week, the world's first "Nurse In" was held to protest the case of a woman who was breast-feeding in public, and asked by an Appleby's manager not to leave, but just to cover up a little bit. Because the wait staff got tired of hearing, "I'll have what that kid's having."
Look, I'm not trying to be insensitive here. I know your baby needs to eat, but so do I, and this is Appleby's, so I'm already nauseous.
Breast-feeding a baby is an intimate act, and I don't want to watch strangers performing intimate acts. At least not for free. It cheapens it. But breast-feeding activists - yes, breast-feeding activists, called "lactivists" - say this is a human right and appropriate everywhere, because it's natural. Well, so is masturbating, but I generally don't do that at Appleby's. Not in the main dining area, anyway.
I mean, next thing, women will be wanting to give birth in the waterfall at the mall! Look, there's no principle at work here other than being too lazy to either plan ahead or cover up. It's not fighting for a right. It's fighting for the spotlight you surely will get when you go all "Janet Jackson" on everyone. And get to drink in the "oohs" and "aahs" from the other customers because "You made a baby!" Something a dog can do.
Only in America do women think they deserve a medal for having a kid. In China, women give birth on their lunch hour, and by the afternoon, they're back on line, painting lead onto Barbie dolls.
But this isn't really about women taking their breasts out in public, as much as I'd like it to be. It's about how petty and parochial our causes have become, how activism has become narcissism. It's why Al Gore can't get people to focus on global warming unless there's a rock concert. "Melting icebergs, brought to you by Smashing Pumpkins."
It's why there'll be no end to this dumb war until there is a draft. Because, at the end of the day, Iraq is somebody else's problem.
And, by the way, there is a place where breasts and food do go together. It's called 'Hooters'"