Site Meter Reflections on Playboy: What are you saying, Miss November 2004?

March 3, 2007

What are you saying, Miss November 2004?

“I’m always suspicious of men who want to meet Bunnies.” The January “Playmate News” section attributes these words to Playmate Cara Zavaleta without context (p. 171). I may be leaping to conclusions, but I’m offended if she means what I think she means. I assume she’s describing a higher level of caution than women appropriately have towards strange men in general. If I met her, would my heroine addiction creep her out?

Zavaleta’s attitude has me wondering about the effects of the progressive ideal of egalitarianism on the self-esteem of the gifted. I’m arrogantly guessing that she has had to spend most of her life pretending she’s nothing special to keep her beauty from alienating others. But her high midi-chlorian millihelen count, her rare willingness to flash the entire world, and some non-genetic good luck have made her something quite special indeed.

My geeky Star Wars reference allows me to segue to my problem with David Brin’s hyperegalitarian screed against the “elitist, anti-democratic” saga. In a different context, Andrew Sullivan acknowledges inequality as a fact of life:
Of course, discussion of human natural inequality will always be sensitive. It’s a hard fact to absorb that some people will never be as intelligent as some others, or as musically gifted, or as mathematically skilled. Americans in particular hate the notion that there is some natural limit on what people can and cannot achieve.

But there is a distinction between moral and political equality for all—the bedrock of a liberal society—and unavoidable natural inequalities between human beings and, in a few narrow areas, between social groups. This cannot and should not mean that any individual should be prejudged or denied opportunity. But it does mean that some imbalances in certain professions may not be entirely a function of prejudice or bigotry.
Since Brin prefers “true science fiction” to space opera or superhero comics, I’ll say that my experience as a “gifted child” in the government school system—perhaps one of the “institutions” Brin would have us serve—reminds me of Kurt Vonnegut’s short story “Harrison Bergeron,” which begins with this paragraph:
The year was 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren’t only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.
A related earlier post:
Playboy is all the cooler for being old

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