Every Halloween, I put in a lot of thought as to the scariest possible costume. Wearing a great big heart appeals to me–what after all is scarier than love. And this year, a McCain, Rove or Cheney costume would certainly be appropriate, but as long time readers of this blog know, I’ve longed believed that in a patriarchal society, the scariest possible thing is female nudity, particularly when displayed by older and shall we say wiser women. With that in mind, do not be offended by the title of this post and video forwarded from an 80 something year old friend.