We really don’t want to know what the hell this is for…

I just want to say that I really really really really REALLY tried to avoid Miley Ray Cyrus’ Scapulagate. I mean, I pretty much viewed it as a tempest in a Disney Princess Tea Pot coordinated by the Disney people, Vanity Fair, her publicist, and her be-mulleted dad.

Even the disapproving fish-lip pursings of outrage junkie Michelle Malkin (who is probably kicking herself for not holding her fire for Selena Gomez, star of Disney’s Carmelita Reconquista) couldn’t get me off the couch.

And then along came The Virgin Ben.

V-Ben and I go quite a-ways back. Maybe not back to the last time someone handled his pee-pee (that would be his bris) but far enough to bestow upon him the humiliating nickname that will follow him to his grave….providing the internets live forever and ever and never leave us like they promised before they went off to war.

Anyway, it appears that Hannah Mileytana has broken Ben’s Achey Fahklumpty Heart:

What is the leading breeding ground for tomorrow’s role models of degradation and promiscuity?

Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition?
American Apparel ads?
Lynne Cheney’s All-American Brazilian & Piercing Emporiums?
The Stacy’s Mom video?

The Disney Channel.

Fuck! That was gonna be my next guess. And to think of all that money I spent to get Friday night Cinemax when I could have been watching Disney on basic cable.

On Monday, news broke that Vanity Fair was planning on running "discreet" and "artistic" photos from a topless shoot with pre-teen and tween hero Miley Cyrus. The photos include a shot of Cyrus, barebacked, clutching a sheet to her bosom — a shot no less pedophilic than the infamous Brooke Shields jeans ads of 1980.

Okay. In 1980- I was (carry the three) twenty-five years old and Ben was not even an aspiring zygote, and even I don’t remember those ads. I’m beginning to think that someone has been hitting something pretty hard at Harvard and it hasn’t been the books.

Cyrus’ fan base is largely young girls, who sell out her concerts, buy her clothing line, and sit rapt before their televisions. Now, they’re being taught by a teen superstar, her father, and a willing media, that inappropriate behavior is no barrier to happiness or satisfaction.

Not that a little discipline at the Lil’ Lolitas for Moroni Academy couldn’t beat that out of them.

As I wrote in my second book, "Porn Generation: How Social Liberalism Is Corrupting Our Future," Cyrus is hardly the first pop tart to make the transition from clean-cut role model to promiscuous party girl. And the vast majority of such characters spring from the geniuses at Disney Channel. Britney "Disaster Area" Spears was a Mickey Mouse Club girl before she morphed into the paradigm of personal pandemonium. So was Spears’ former boyfriend, Justin Timberlake, the man who would later be responsible for the term "wardrobe malfunction." So was Christina "Xtina" Aguilera, who sang the theme song for "Mulan" before deciding to get "Dirrty." Lindsay Lohan was wholesome twins Hallie and Annie in "The Parent Trap" before she decided to reveal her twins in the name of art. Hilary Duff was the star of "Lizzie McGuire" before, at age 16, she began dating rocker Joel Madden, age 24; she shortly thereafter denied that she had claimed that she was a virgin, stating, "Whose business is that?"

Ben’s!

Being a youngster Ben is hardly acquainted with some of the earlier Disney Sluts like Annette Funicello who went from this

Cute as a mouses whiskers

to this

With Frankie Avalon, one of the pioneers of awkward oral sex .

So really the Disney people have been in the porn business for years and the Disney Channel is the inevitable next step until they finally start putting porn on teh internets.

Boy is that gonna keep V-Ben up all night.

And now: breasteses!…. gyrations to crazy negro jungle music!… inappropriate behavior!

(Thanks to Charles Kuffner for the V-Ben tip)