Boobs Not Bombs?

Okay. Did I miss something here? That was my thought as I read this from a WAPO article regarding Cindy Sheehan's non-violent protest (and arrest) today:

"The crowd had headed for the White House with signs, chants and guitars. Four monks kept time with drums and a gong. Half a dozen women pulled off their shirts, standing topless with signs that read, 'Breasts, Not Bombs!'"

Apparently, there is something newly updated in the ranks of the anti-war forces; hippy-style 2005 . It appears the intent is to make a point (well, we're liberals, of course there's a point) by contrasting what is good for people (first amendment expression and healthy living bodies untorn by war) and what is not good for people (repressed freedom of expression and dead bodies, as expressed by anti-war slogans). Pretty neat. Hey, there's even a Breasts Not Bombs theme song.

And the men (not to be outdone--liberated, liberal or otherwise--they are guys) have some slogans of their own:

• Dicks Not Death
• Dicks Not Draft

For those of you just burning with curiosity about what some of these folks look like, have a peek!

You know I like this approach. It's the spirit of the 60's I most appreciated--shock humor with a wink. Not meant to hurt, just chide; not meant to have the answers, just suggest new questions: a beat of the heart of being liberal and progressive.

Wow, I think I just exhaled!