Get Off My Lawn

I want to stop blogging about sex, but to do that I will have to immediately start reading other books. So, I will totally go do that right now.

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Oh well, it’s Friday, my goodness. I should have a lot of takes, but I don’t really because this week has been so busy. So, instead of many takes, how ‘bout just one:

There must be one of those graph thingamabobs somewhere illustrating the sure and certain inverse relationship between how wonderful and exciting sex is and the degree to which a person places her (or his) whole heart and soul and strength and mind upon it as her (or his) existential foundation. Has someone made that graph yet?

I say this because, as I said already, I finished Beautiful Union, and then, after pausing for breath, pushed play on Louis Perry’s The Case Against The Sexual Revolution. And, because I am very online, at the same time, I happened upon a variety of people being angry, again, about Purity Culture. No matter which way I turn, no matter what else I might desire to think about, the main subject, still, is Sex.

Witness that the subtitle of Butler’s books is “How God’s Vision for Sex Points Us to the Good, Unlocks the True, and (Sort Of) Explains Everything.” Every time I see it, I delicately shudder, because it just isn’t true. There are a lot of “things” that sex doesn’t explain or unlock, including a lot of things in the Bible.