from Enigma
In a move that’s sure to please perverts everywhere, the Supreme Court has lifted a federal ban on “virtual” child pornography. The ruling reverses a 1996 statute that was intended to protect kids from pedophiles, but a ruling (the Court said) that also ran the risk of banning serious works of art and literature.
The law lifts the ban on images “conveying the impression” of children having sex, but produced without the use of actual children; as well as completely fake, computer-generated images of children having sex.
Real or not, images of children as sex objects are reprehensible. The people who create, who watch, and who are stimulated by these images, are seriously disturbed and potentially dangerous. Contrary to the misguided and clichéd arguments of supporters of this ruling, “free speech” is not the issue here.
The portrayal of sex with children, no matter the context, is obscene. Any “art” that utilizes this obscenity as a selling point, or “key element of the plot,” is the work of a demented mind, and not worthy of praise. Even if it is up for an Academy Award. Any celebrated portrayal of sex with a child runs the risk of stimulating and provoking actions that are illegal and immoral. Giving validity to this type of “art” will, eventually, give validity to the idea of sex with children as a new celebrated and increasingly accepted “alternative lifestyle.”
In the wake of the media’s current obsession with child abuse at the hands of Catholic priests, it is interesting to note their hypocritical praise of the Supreme Court’s “open-mindedness” towards sex with children.
In a recent story, USA Today pandered to “expert” researchers and academics, who want to drop the term “child abuse” altogether, in favor of a more “neutral term such as ‘adult-child sex.’”
College campuses, which are quickly becoming hotbeds of swill, are also helping this cancerous cause. Penn State recently hosted a speech by a supporter of NAMBLA (the North American Man Boy Love Association), a group that advocates sex between men and boys. And the University of Minnesota has helped to publish a book that, at least partially, endorses pedophilia.
If we continue on this decrepit path, we will wind up with thousands of cases of statutory rape and ruined lives. Child abuse is a learned behavior, and today’s victims will often become tomorrow’s perpetrators.
Children aren’t allowed to vote. They’re not allowed to drink alcohol or smoke. They can’t join the military or drive a car. All of these rules are in place because of the assumption that they need guidance from adults. And if children aren’t mature enough to handle any of these aforementioned things, why would anyone think that they are rationally capable of consenting to have sex with an adult?
Our country is quickly becoming unable to determine right from wrong, and unwilling to even accept that there are “rights” and “wrongs,” at all. Our entire code of conduct is being rewritten according to whatever “feels good.” And for an increasing number of psychopaths, feeling good means having sex with children.
When someone watches even the most sanitized portrayal of children having sex, they run the risk of being stimulated by the idea. And if they, indeed, become stimulated by it, they run the risk of becoming addicted to it. And if they become addicted to it, they’ll soon want to act on their urges, and that will mean having sex with a child.
When something horrible, like child abuse, happens, the first question that’s always asked is, “Why?” The answer lies in the twisted logic that produced this irresponsible Supreme Court ruling.
from Enigma
Dear Al Gore's Beard,
I wish to offer my condolences upon hearing of your passing. What happened? Where did you go? Did you have a "falling out" with Al, or did he just sheepishly shave you off? I know a USA Today poll says that 62% of Americans favor Al without you, but I disagree. Ever since Al grew you in Spain last summer, you've been the only thing keeping Al's chin up since his disappointing defeat.
Does Al not realize how important you were? I mean, who was it that soaked up his tears when he continually thought about losing the election? You. And who was it that caught all the Cheezit crumbs that fell from Al’s mouth while he sat slumped on the couch for days on end, watching “Facts of Life” reruns? Yes, it was you, beard. Who was it that looked Al in the face while he looked into the bathroom mirror, practicing the acceptance speech that no one will ever hear? Again, it was you, beard. And who was it that hid Al’s sarcastic grin when he said, “George W. Bush is my commander in chief,” after our country was attacked last September. It was you, glorious beard.
With you, beard, Al could do anything. It was like you gave him magical powers. Instead of portraying a boring, bitter, and cold politician in a dark suit, you helped Al with his new role; a boring, bitter, and cold politician with a beard, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt with the top button unbuttoned. Beard, if you’d been left alone, it would’ve only been a matter of time before Al took up Frisbee and mountain biking. And then, and only then, could he have achieved the inner peace he so craved.
Doesn’t Al realize that many successful men in world history have had beards? Merlin Olsen has one. So did Che Guevara, Karl Marx, and Lenin. Willie Nelson has a beard. And don’t forget Fidel Castro, Rasputin, ZZ Top, Stonewall Jackson, George Bernard Shaw, and Abraham Lincoln. I know Al’s wife didn’t like him, but Frank Zappa had a beard, and heck, even Osama Bin Laden has one. So why wouldn’t Al keep you, beard?
You could grow back couldn’t you? Yeah, that’s it! Beard, you have to grow back! Al is nothing without you! Don’t listen to the public. You are good for Al. Al never listens to anybody, but he listened to you. When the pundits said a beard was a bad idea, you stuck with him. When Al sat on the john and pondered his future, he stroked you, hoping you’d impart the wisdom he needed to move on. So, what happened? What did you say to him? It’s all so confusing.
Beard, with you, Al could look in the mirror and get a glimpse of his real self. Our new Santa Claus. If you would just talk to him, maybe he’d understand, and maybe he’d run again. It’s up to you, beard. Come back! Make Al’s dream a reality. Our country is depending on it. Well, the dumb ones anyway…
Hope to see you soon,
Bill Colrus