It started with this article and be warned that, shockingly, shockingly the woman who wrote it — this being the first time she ever wrote in public — made a grammatical mistake, probably as a result of having got flustered and revising things wrong. This grammatical mistake — one, yes — causes a bunch of commenters to call her stupid. But it goes deeper than that. How they reconcile this with the scene in the temple, or with the many cutting remarks of the Nazarene in the Gospels, or with the fact that that he instructed his apostles to shake the dust from their sandals and invoke the judgment of Sodom and Gomorrah on any place that rejected them is beyond me.
How they square serious religious commitment with their saccharine inability to say boo to a mouse is even more puzzling. This reaction struck me as bizarre, as I thought the response was quite polite and not at all mean. In fact, in a snarkometer it was well below my most polite and well behaved responses.
The response points that out. In fact, the bohemian life suited them, and they enjoyed it. It was not my way. Sex without love is messy exercise. BUT when someone is recommending women engage in what can only be called slutty — also stupid.
And who in heck thinks this is a good thing? And I hope everyone else will be as happy. BUT I remember being young and stupid and feeling positively ashamed that I was still a virgin at nineteen, because all the pop culture, all the advice columns, and most of all all of my older friends made it clear you never grew up till you had sex.
Well, I think you grow up in a sexual relationship that includes love and mutual respect and obligations, but a sexual relationship absent that… not so much. You never grow up till you do this and try this. For some people that might be at least semi-accurate. There are people out there so devoid of imagination that they grow by personally hitting their heads on every wall and experiencing the results.
