Quid Pro Quo...
The writer who observed that the intended scope and best purpose of APUG concerned our craft was quite correct. Although we have "The Lounge", "Soapbox", and a so-called photographic ethics board, our purpose is photography, and the dissemination of information about that. It seems we fail horribly in attempting to have a dialog concerning greater issues; many posters are too sensitive, too polarized, or are ruled by raw emotion. I have seen the photo in question. Rather than discussing its merits as photography, we have dredged up concern that this espouses and furthers the cause of a movement that ended 60 years ago. And no, those disenfranchised and alienated individuals who suffer from some sort of identity angst and parade around in this regalia are not Nazi's. They are simply pathetic souls attempting to find a voice and social place that allows them to ooze hate and discontent with their own lot in life.
Someone brought up Mel Brooks. Who amongst the adamant here protested "The Producers?" Another suggested that Sean delete this entire thread; removing it from the event horizon that is our safe and sensible conciousness. Perhaps we should delete the Holocaust Museum, and tear down the remaining vestiges of the camps in Europe--then we will not be made uncomfortable by a real truth. We always fear the monster without, but it is the monster within that is most dangerous. If we don't see it, don't think about it, then we are expunged of any responsibility for it. This is just as true today as it was in the 1930s.
The question is symbolism, and what we as a group are willing to define acceptable boundaries for. I for one was patently offended by Serrano's "Piss Christ." Yet it hangs in a gallery and is called art. I found myself angry that the National Endowment for the Arts funded Robert Mapplethorpe to insert a bullwhip in his rectum, and call it art. Could I find harsh judgement for Diane Arbus, and her portrayal of "freaks?". But friends, I am willing now as I was 30 years ago as a young Airman to defend to my death the privilege (not a right, for rights only exist on paper) of speaking and portraying what my heart and mind gives me.
Who amongst us will be recognized as the next Arbus, White, or Steiglitz whom as you recall was so fond of photographing Georgia O'Keefe' abundantly hairy crotch... Yes, we must defend against the patently obscene, but when we define something such as this recent picture by Greg as obscene, we are beginning a path that defines and limits what the very heart of our craft is about--to convey images that stir feelings and give individual meanings to the observer. I see many things I don't like. But to stifle and suppress them because we are uncomfortable with their meanings is the most dangerous form of censorship. It is the censorship of the small minded, the arrogant, and the ignorant. And dear friends, arrogance and ignorance are more dangerous than any regime...
I believe that everything that can be said has been. The sides have been chosen, and there is no persuasion or argument that will change the hearts and minds of those who have taken a stand. Let's lock this thread, and move on. Perhaps we can fleetingly recall this, "Judge not, lest ye be judged." Quid Pro Quo...