A few folks each day click on an old post of mine, “Is Masturbation Spiritual Suicide?“. I don’t think I mentioned it in the post, but it was inspired when I ran across a preaching man who described masturbation in precisely those terms.
Now, I don’t enjoy going around hating things. I’m too old for that. I no longer find many self-hypnotizing thrills in seeking to discover foolish ways to look down on things in order to solidify my knowledge of myself as superior.
Guess I’d better cancel that job application now that I submitted to Fox News last week for a News anchor job. They won’t be calling me now anyway. Trust me: I’ll weep about that just as soon as I finish this post.
Anyway, my silly pet peeve today are the obviously stupid “truths” of certain preachers, mainly fundamentalists. Truths like “masturbation is spiritual suicide”. Anyone except the village idiot can see that it is not, and I do not like it when people take advantage of our nation’s village idiots that way. They don’t deserve it.
Beyond that, what is with those guys, anyway. The preachers, I mean. It’s as if they have not a single genuinely valuable thing to say about anything. They’re vapid, inane, and exploitative jerks. I don’t hate them. I don’t want you to hate them either. They are not worth that. I don’t even want us to look down on them. Just learn from them what not to do.
But are they not appalling?
Questions? Comments? Hotel room keys? Panties suggestively tossed on my soapbox?