I had no idea that today was International Go Topless Day, until I saw the protesters marching down the Royal Mile. It’s an interesting juxtaposition (and not a criticism) that people protesting for body equality, and against the objectification of the body, become objects and are objectified by being photographed in the act of protesting against objectification. Photographs are objects, both physical, and cultural, so it’s interesting that the ritual of protest merges with that. It was also fun. The protesters, men and women, were clearly enjoying themselves, most in the crowd seemed to be also (although there may well have been some culture shock and disapproving looks here and there), and the whole thing was all part and parcel of the Edinburgh Fringe.