Since when can we rely on the fashion industry to show any sensitivity about anything? What's amusing, and simultaneously dismaying, is the air-brained venality of it all, the pouting snobbery, the "defiant" model with a hip jutted sideways, her thumbs in her belt loops.... The fashion industry plays a sleight-of-hand brilliantly: creating the illusion of trend-making while in fact just recycling the same old things, introducing them to a new generation of consumers. The world of fashion is not the world of ideas of any consequence in this troubled world, but simply an on-going party (with nifty favors) for those able and eager to be part of it. Shocking the boobosie is what it does, and this cover is a perfectly crass and shameless example. But the funny thing is, it shouldn't be shocking: it's fine. Why can't a muscled black athlete cavort in front of a camera with a sleek white female? It's the magazine that's stuck in racism, first and last.