It's easy to misread this week's New Yorker Magazine cover. At first glance it looks like a standard jibe at traditional religion and how conservatively women are dressed, but as always, on closer inspection, the artist is hinting at something else. It's actually our own culture that hides something intimate, for all of our otherwise seeming openness, and you have only to take public transportation or walk the streets of Boston or New York to confirm this. We hide our eyes. Heck these days, you're lucky to see anyone who doesn't have three to four out of five of the body's openings covered up/plugged up with something: rings in the nose, sunglasses over the eyes, iPod plugs in the ears, wads of gum in the mouth. Makes you wonder sometimes what people have up their...well, you get the idea.
As a culture, we're not at all as open as we think we are.