A certain amount of outrage has been voiced over Miley Cyrus's 9-year-old sister Noah donning the above outfit and appearing in public. Frankly, I've come to expect such flouting of all the rules of decency and am no longer shocked. I'd rather focus on the fact that Noah Cyrus even exists and is apparently already being shoved into the limelight by her disgusting, money-hungry parents. One Cyrus skank polluting the mass media waters is already too many; a second is an affront to the cosmos. And who the hell names a girl child Noah anyway? That's a name for a godly ark-builder in a silly old Jewish parable, or a character in The Grapes of Wrath who has his brain squashed by his own father at birth and winds up falling in love with a river.
