This is for all the parents who let their daughters join the various “dance” troupes on the island that are in fact training grounds for the next generation of hoochie mamas: Just because something is organized and has uniforms doesn’t make it a wholesome activity. Dancing is great; cheerleading is perfectly fine. But young girls wearing skin-tight shorts and short-shirts shaking their okoles, sometimes right out on the sidewalk to attract people (dirty old men?) to their car-wash fundraisers? It’s sick. I’m sorry—someone had to say it.