This may seem trivial on the surface,

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4. If they'd seen me during my stage career, they wouldn't have acted like

I'm some sort of prude. Because believe me, especially in small theaters where backstage space is almost nonexistent, everybody changes in front of everybody else all at once because that's appropriate (in my eyes) due to the situation. But posing as my moral superior while trying to sell me a tee shirt and getting huffy when I make a simple marketing comment doesn't fly with me at all.

I have my own notions which it's true not everyone understands or agrees with - but they can't tell me in essence to sit down, shut up, and fork over $ while I'm at it. That's toooo much.

Essentially I've come to the notion that those well-covered men are parading their wives as sexual trophies to impress other men. And make $. I mean, what's one of the first power plays by captors in war - deny their victims clothing. Then there's the Stockholm Syndrome some captives adopt as a survival mechanism. These particular women probably knew exactly what they were signing up for, but even slaves have their own pecking order.