My God, the slut-shaming & anti-slut-shaming
Women have been dressing up in deliberately provocative costumes on Halloween for as long as I've been old enough to notice. I don't know why. "Why" doesn't matter. I hope it makes them feel happy, or empowered, or whatever they're hoping to feel.
But I could do without the annual ritual of having a Big Online Conversation about whether "slutty" costumes should be celebrated or condemned. It's a tedious, pointless debate that brings all the crazies out of the woodwork -- the MRAs, the rape apologists, the radfems, the self-righteous #media types, et cetera.
Everyone has an opinion on What It Means For Society that Sarah & Paige have dressed up as sexy nurses/cops/angels/devils/referees. All these opinions are useless, because this is not a meaningful topic.
If Sarah & Paige want to dress like that, they can. They're adults of sound mind, they're not hurting anyone, and they're not breaking the law. That's how this entire thing called America is supposed to work. If they decide not to, because they believe that portraying a fictionalized version of the straight man's beauty ideal implies tacit approval of the patriarchy... well, then, they won't. And it's none of our business either way.
Just like... no more thinkpieces. Please. Every Halloween, the takes on both sides make me want to die.