Many, many moons ago, when my daughter was a baby, I was living in the Middle East and still wearing full hijab. To let anything above the ankle, wrist, or neck show was considered taboo and yet wherever I was, and I mean wherever I was, I was comfortable enough to breast feed (albeit whilst carefully covering my breast with a shawl/scarf). Nobody looked. Nobody commented. Nobody cared. This, in a predominantly Muslim society where the majority of women covered the greater part of their bodies to 'protect themselves' from the natural inclinations of men (as some would have us believe).
The reason that nobody looked, commented, or cared is the fact that men in that society, from the time they are born until the time they die, are exposed to the act of breastfeeding and attach no sexual connotations to either the act itself or women's breasts, in that context, whatsoever. As a result, when they see a woman breastfeed in public, they not only accept it, but deliberately avoid looking in her direction out of respect not only for her privacy, but also for the act in which she's engaged. It's a beautiful thing to observe and something that never failed to touch me in one way or another.
My point? I'm not sure I have one. It just seemed kind of relevant.
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