I wish I could unsee this mess. Because that’s what it is. You know how kids have this fascination with one thing, and they shove it under people’s noses over and over and over again? This is what Miley did. She has discovered that she had sex appeal, and she pushed that under people’s noses over and over again. Sex is a scary forbidden thing to teens, and that makes it exciting and fun and attractive.

For teens, it’s usually a whisper in the locker room, a giggle in the back seat of a car while you tell your girlfriend. But Miley? She decided to proclaim it to the world, on stage, in front of thousands of people. “Hey look! I know what sex is!”

From the air guitar that looked more like she was masturbating to the uncoordinated dancing and tweaking that made her look like she was on something, she embarrassed the world. It was traumatic to watch, and sad to know that it was really happening.

The world knows that Miley has a tongue now, and can straddle a giant bear. Sticking your tongue out like you’re a five year old isn’t provacative or sexy. It’s just juvenile. She may be a young woman in age, but she is still a child that hasn’t learned to grow up, to discover what real sexual appeal is. To be confident and glorious as a woman. Hell, I’m not sure that I’ve learned how to do that yet.

There isn’t enough brain bleach in the world to erase that mess from my mind, or anyone else’s. But let’s chalk it up to the fact that she is young, and immature, and that someone should have talked her out of that. I feel bad for her. I do not feel bad for her dad, because he made her into Hannah Montana, and this is her big F U to Dad and to Disney.

Honestly, I wonder if she should have taken some lessons from Hilary Duff on how to shed the Disney skin.