When I arrived, they had no more event schedules so I missed my favorite burning man event, critical tits. It was quite lame having no idea what was going on. Not the experience I had previous years with a functional schedule.
So don't worry girls, I'm sure this is a trend of ineptitude that will continue. Unfortunately, the frat boy network of which I am not a part seems to be strong. Perhaps with less awareness the polite gentlemen were not there to stave off the hoards of retards with their rabid grapevine.
It is a shame these boys can't be respectful. To me it is like observing something sacred with reverence. The female form is so beautiful and on a bike nude pedaling across the playa, your curvy bodies are poetry in motion.
Girls, also keep in mind what a great world service you provide. I remember the first year I saw your ride. By the end of it I really didn't care about tits anymore. It was incredible to me. I never thought such a thing possible. The effect wore off a week or so after the Burn, but for a magic time, tits were irrlevant to me and you were people I could talk to without being hypnotically drawn to your chest (not our fault, it is an anatomical neon sign that can't normally be ignored!) It is the withholding that makes men crazy.
Any women who would like to continue this desensitizing exercise are invited to Eugene, Oregon where it is legal for a woman to be topless in public any time she wants! Just help us out by posting your intention to be there.
Those that do not fight tyranny deserve it, for complacency grants license to the oppressors. -Aramis