15 year old kids today are not naive and pretending different doesn't make it so. ... Sure in a way I wish kids were still coming home and turning on leave it to beaver,
but that's not gonna happen.
Indeed ... in most cases, far, far from it ...
Your reference to "Leave It To Beaver" provides a good illustration of how that is so:
LITB is probably still on the tube somewhere as a rerun ... but it's far more likely that most kids today are more familiar with much more racy fare ...
if not from tv, then from their peers ...
When I was growing up there was a considerable difference in terms of being "street-wise" between those who lived in the city and those who were growing up in suburban or rural areas ...
From what I can gather that difference has narrowed considerably - at least in some respects - probably as a consequence of both tv and the internet.
And the only way a parent will ever know exactly how street-wise their children are is if they have fairly open lines of communication with them. In my experience, parents who are inclined to exert complete authoritarian control over "Little Johnny" or "Little Jane" (usually as a consequence of their own self-righteous morality) rarely - if ever - have such honest relationships.
While I would say that what this teacher did was certainly in poor taste given where it occurred, and unwise considering her position, it's a real stretch to label it as anything remotely predatory from what I've read ...
As a young man who was rather rebellious in high school, I was inclined to push the envelope just a bit ... which included wearing blue jeans which were ripped, torn, and had holes in them ... including a pair where there were a couple of holes were right on the keister ...
How I got away with it for as long as I did I'll never know.
Anyways, I had a language teacher who was rather young (30 or so mebbe) and I thought quite pretty ... I was, to some extent, her pet in that she sorta liked me ... but that was complicated by the fact I was a troublemaker in her classes, at least to some degree or another.
I'll never forget the day I was walking down the hall and she came up behind me and stuck one of her fingers through one of those holes onto my jockey shorts covered butt and said something or another in suggestive manner.
Had anyone else seen or heard of it I'm sure that it would have eventually engendered moral outrage from the terminally self-righteous prigs ...
While there
might have been more to it, it really was to some degree just an admonishment for wearing such ratty clothes to school.
I somehow managed to survive this ordeal ...
although I suppose it's at least somewhat arguable as to whether I was "permanently damaged" by it ...