The Flapdoodle over Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus
Anyone who’s taken Art History 101 has seen a lot of pictures of young naked women with a lot more flesh exposed than Annie Liebovitz’s controversial photo of Miley Cyrus draped in a bedsheet for the current issue of Vanity Fair. What irks me is the artistic banality; the bared-back, over-the-shoulder, come-hither portrait of silent screen sirens was a staple of this magazine’s first iteration back in the 1920s. But others are down right outraged by something else: the contradiction between Disney’s good girl character Hannah Montana and Vanity Fair’s sexually charged photos of the actress who portrays her.
Apparently, parents are worried that their pre-teen daughters who identify with the character will now identify with the actress. Moms and dads should give their girls more credit; they’re smarter and stronger than this parental backlash implies. I suspect this outrage has more to do with adult prurience than with teen-age sexuality and is one more instance in a very long history of adults working out–perhaps, acting out–their own desires and fears under the guise of protecting children.
The useful lesson in this flapdoodle is that the clean-cut character and the sultry celebrity are both fictional and provide a widely known instance of a larger situation that’s engulfing each of us. Thanks largely to the Internet, we’re entering an era in which each of us is responsbile for actively constructing public (albeit virtual) personas that reflect different facets of the same person but none of which captures the whole self.
Younger generations are already pioneering the tasks and skills for managing an increasingly kaleidoscopic identity. They protested loudly, for example, when Facebook started distributing without permission their profile updates and online purchases to their Facebook friends, and in both cases Facebook had to back off. Although framed as a privacy issue, it’s better understood as a publicity issue–the right to control one’s public personas.
Adults still hung up on old hang ups should wise up to the new challenges. As for teenage sexuality, honi soit qui mal y pense.