For several days now, I?ve been in a running argument with an individual who goes by the name of ?On Lawn? over in the comments sections of the blog ran by anti-gay equality group National Organization for Marriage. In several comments here, here, and here, this person seems to imply that procreation, or at least the potential for procreation, is a requirement of marriage. I?ve tried several times to get this person to explain this concept but they keep brushing off the question calling it absurd. When I tried to point out that there is no link between marriage and procreation they came back with this.
Well, there shows the damage they want to do to the institution. If marriage can?t look equally at the interests of all involved in the practice of human mating, then you tell me what can.
Prehistoric humans didn?t marry before they mated, they just found a bush did it. When you look at the whole of human history, marriage is a relatively new creation, only being a few thousand years old. Our very existence proves that marriage is not a requirement or an essential element of the human mating process.
I’ve been pretty quiet for some time now on the blog and in a week or two I’ll be able to explain why. There have been some interesting changings going on.In the mean time however I just couldn’t resist chiming in on this news story.
According to “Pastor” Mark Driscoll, writing in a booklet called “Porn-again Christian”, all men need to stop masturbating because it’s a form of homosexuality.
First, masturbation can be a form of homosexuality because it is a sexual act that does not involve a woman. If a man were to masturbate while engaged in other forms of sexual intimacy with his wife then he would not be doing so in a homosexual way. However, any man who does so without his wife in the room is bordering on homosexual activity, particularly if he’s watching himself in a mirror and being turned on by his own male body.
Now, just like almost every post-pubescent male on the planet I occasionally have a date with Rosie Palm. She’s Sweat, gentle, knows exactly what it takes to make me feel good, and doesn’t bitch about why I haven’t finished putting together the shelves in the living room or cleaned out all the junk under the deck that’s been there since 2003. She’s good to me and keeps me happy.
Often when I see remarks such as those of this “Pastor” the first thing that comes to my mind is that he must be feeling guilty about something. My advise to Mr. Driscoll is to get some lotion to sooth the motion and stop beating yourself up over something that’s as natural as waking up in the morning with that tent pole under the covers.