Ah, dirrty (dirrty)Filthy (filthy)Nasty, you nasty (yeah)Too dirrty to clean myact upIf you ain`t dirrtyYou ain`t here to party(woo!) DJ`s spinning (showyour hands)Let`s get dirrty(that`s my jam)I need that, uh, to getme offSweat until my clothescome off In a pathetic attempt to prove that this is not just a made-for-TV act, Aguilera has been spotted around New York City re-enacting her "Dirrty" video in popular nightclubs. The New York Post`s gossip page even launched a "Christina Aguilera Skank Watch," which tracked her recent visits to local strip clubs, where she "got lap dances," "fondled the breasts of a buxom stripper" and "was spotted cuddling with some sexy female friends at a `Drunk Love` party.""F— the pretty," Aguilera retorts when asked by the Rolling Stone reporter about her tamer, younger years as a teen idol."F— the dessert — where`s the tequila?" she exclaims, apropos of nothing.Aguilera`s other favorite f-word is "flava." As in: "I want the boys with the flava." Explaining why she doesn`t usually date "white boys," Aguilera expounds with faux ghetto flair: "He`s got to have some flava and edge to him. I don`t discriminate because of color. I actually dated my first one recently. I put some cream in my coffee." Flava lover Aguilera herself is paler than vanilla ice cream when not slathered in coffee-colored, self-tanning lotion."I don`t see anything wrong with being comfortable with my own skin," Aguilera snaps defensively, as she strikes another gangsta pose and shows off her ridiculous body piercings — which Rolling Stone has painstakingly diagrammed for the masses.As I am returning the trashy magazine to the newsstand rack, my toddler chirps in again: "Mama, where`s her shirt?" I answer: "Her mama forgot to tell her to put one on." My daughter, naturally, has a follow-up question: "Well, where`s her mama?!"That`s exactly the question I ask myself whenever we encounter some young Aguilera look-a-like and her friends hanging out at the mall with their thong straps glittering out in the open, their hip-huggers succumbing perilously to the forces of gravity, their noses and eyebrows and tongues marred with metal, and their faces plastered with red light district makeup.Where were their mamas — and dadas — to teach them that slutty is not sexy? Gutter talk is for vagrants, not for young ladies who want respect from the world. Promiscuity isn`t a sign of maturity. It`s a sign of self-loathing. Being "comfortable in your own skin" doesn`t require having to bare every last inch of it in public.From Madonna, to Britney and Christina, to the under-dressed teens at the mall, legions of girls have been raised to believe that letting it all hang out is the only true path to womanhood. Christina Aguilera is a sad symptom of this cultural zeitgeist. Stripped of her inhibitions and sense of self-restraint, it`s much too late for mama to put her peep-show-profiteering daughter`s shirt back on.This naked truth cannot be disguised: The era of radical feminist sexual liberation has produced a generation of shameless skanks. Michelle Malkin is author of Invasion: How America Still Welcomes Terrorists, Criminals, and Other Foreign Menaces to Our Shores.Click herefor Peter Brimelow`s review.Click herefor Michelle Malkin`s website. COPYRIGHT 2002 CREATORS SYNDICATE, INC.