But it's okay here in St. Martin. :-)
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
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Saturday, March 12, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Christian Tramp Stamps
The recent Christianization of pop culture has spread to various forms: Christian music, Christian heavy metal music, Christian-themed amusement parks, Christian literature (such as the Left Behind series), Christian resorts, and even Christian television. Many of us young committed Christians are pleased with this development, as it allows us to have our spiritual cake and eat it too -- that is, continue to be Christians while partaking of popular culture. The old-timers, however, suffer from ambivalence; not fully trusting the goodness and sincerity of youth. After all, they point out: the word "sincerity" has "sin" in it.
Recently, this has spread to another, surprising area: tattooing. Specifically, the Cross and the Rock of Ages themes have become more prevalent, as some Christians wish to proclaim their faith through body ink, just as their secular-minded neighbors have chosen other motifs.
Even the oft-scorned "tramp stamp" has been put into play. This type of tattoo, often identified with girls or women of loose morals, has become increasingly chosen as an alternative expression by Godly Christian women who find it a good way to make a Religious Statement. Crosses, Holy Bibles, scriptural verses, and the acronym WWJD have become increasingly chosen as a form of lower back art. Obviously, the wearer must be moderate in her choice of swimwear, not erring by choosing too-brief bikinis (but the 1960's style swimsuits are acceptable) or jeans that ride too low. Please don't make any cracks here!
We have to applaud this striking development in the general improvement of young people.
Recently, this has spread to another, surprising area: tattooing. Specifically, the Cross and the Rock of Ages themes have become more prevalent, as some Christians wish to proclaim their faith through body ink, just as their secular-minded neighbors have chosen other motifs.
Even the oft-scorned "tramp stamp" has been put into play. This type of tattoo, often identified with girls or women of loose morals, has become increasingly chosen as an alternative expression by Godly Christian women who find it a good way to make a Religious Statement. Crosses, Holy Bibles, scriptural verses, and the acronym WWJD have become increasingly chosen as a form of lower back art. Obviously, the wearer must be moderate in her choice of swimwear, not erring by choosing too-brief bikinis (but the 1960's style swimsuits are acceptable) or jeans that ride too low. Please don't make any cracks here!
We have to applaud this striking development in the general improvement of young people.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
A Letter to 'Ask Amy'
This appeared in the Herald-Tribune, a fine newspaper:
"Dear Amy: I own a duplex. The other side of my duplex is owned by a single woman. We have lived alongside each other for 10 years with absolutely no problems. We are good neighbors but not intimate friends.
The problem is that recently a man has come into my neighbor's life, and, because our bedrooms share a wall, I can hear them when they make love.
The headboard hits the wall, and so I feel like I am eavesdropping on everything they do!
I go to bed fairly early, and they arrive home at midnight, and then the noise starts. I've had three hours of sleep or so when I am awakened, and then I am up for the rest of the night!
It's strange, but I am the one embarrassed by this!"
This is a fairly common experience for people who live in poorly-insulated apartments or who go to underinsulated hotels: you hear more of the neighbors than you wish.
I was in that situation, and a friend of mine and I decided to mimic a sex session, much like Meg Ryan did in that movie with Billy Crystal. We made sufficient groans, sighs, oh Gods! and rocking movements to suggest that we were really getting it on. We weren't sure whether it would urge them further, or cause them to modulate their lovemaking. We really didn't think it through.
We also did not think through an effect on us: we found mimicing arousal to be arousing.
And we went from friends to friends with benefits.
I don't know in which we were noisier. I was distracted!
"Dear Amy: I own a duplex. The other side of my duplex is owned by a single woman. We have lived alongside each other for 10 years with absolutely no problems. We are good neighbors but not intimate friends.
The problem is that recently a man has come into my neighbor's life, and, because our bedrooms share a wall, I can hear them when they make love.
The headboard hits the wall, and so I feel like I am eavesdropping on everything they do!
I go to bed fairly early, and they arrive home at midnight, and then the noise starts. I've had three hours of sleep or so when I am awakened, and then I am up for the rest of the night!
It's strange, but I am the one embarrassed by this!"
This is a fairly common experience for people who live in poorly-insulated apartments or who go to underinsulated hotels: you hear more of the neighbors than you wish.
I was in that situation, and a friend of mine and I decided to mimic a sex session, much like Meg Ryan did in that movie with Billy Crystal. We made sufficient groans, sighs, oh Gods! and rocking movements to suggest that we were really getting it on. We weren't sure whether it would urge them further, or cause them to modulate their lovemaking. We really didn't think it through.
We also did not think through an effect on us: we found mimicing arousal to be arousing.
And we went from friends to friends with benefits.
I don't know in which we were noisier. I was distracted!
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