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For me, it's nothing more than icky. I don't have any moral objection.
I admit I find it amusing that these women are surprised that they are little more than props in Hef's feeble (non-Freudian) attempt at remaining 35. It reads like, "Wait a minute, I'm pretty! I'm a princess! Shouldn't the carpet in the bedroom match the drapes, even if mine don't?"
I lost interest in Playboy back in the 80s when the boobs turned hard. I also miss the journalism. Now, it reads like Maxim. Everything good about Playboy has faded.
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Gives a man a halo, does mead.
"Here lies The_Jazz: Killed by an ambitious, sparkly, pink butterfly."
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