My friend makes the excellent point that, somewhere along the way, we've forgotten that we don't have the right to never be offended.

I'm not interested in sanitizing my life to suit someone else's tastes, and it hasn't escaped my attention that the crazy chain in any monothesitic religion ends with a bunch of bearded men restricting the rights of women. If these particular bearded men don't like to look at women on bicycles-or in bikinis, or on billboards, for that matter-they can turn their heads and mutter about how angry god will be.