Over the past few weeks, there has been a bit of a hubbub over a teevee program on the educational network TLC by the name of "My Husband's Not Gay." Due to its depiction of Mormon men who freely admit that they are really into the nude male body, but yet are married to womenfolk, activists claimed that the show sent harmful messages to LGBT youth about a false choice between spirituality and sexuality, and a petition asking TLC to cancel the program garnered over a hundred thousand signatures. TLC did not cancel the program, because they are America's preeminent educational teevee network, desiring nothing more than to teach Americans about these Mormon gay dudes, who are not gay.
I always wondered why it left the wives free to covet as much as they like. It just seemed unfair. (I asked about it once, but I only got my knuckles rapped.)
The "marriage of convenience" is not a new thing. What is new, I think, is the delusional thinking that dominates the lives of these pathetic people.
My parents were two people who simply couldn't stand each other, a sentiment that they expressed at high volume nearly every single day of their 61-year marriage, which was a union that neither one of them ever had the slightest interest in severing. They never talked about sex, either with each other or with their friends or with any of us, and they vehemently forbade any mention of it in our house. I scarcely heard a peep of it at home as I was growing up and within my family every effort was made to avoid acknowledging its very existence most of the time. (My twin sister and I discussed and shared some information occasionally when we were teens, but always very discreetly.) Yet somehow they managed to have and raise five children with each other. (My guess is that they must have found each one of us on their doorstep.) So it simply boggles my mind whenever I hear or read about people having discussions about sex with their parents. The thought of it is something that I cannot even wrap my head around.
Just WOW! I cannot fathom being so beholden to a social/religious expectation. Thank you for sharing, quite an eyeopener (says former Catholic ... ditched it at 14, post Confirmation which only participated in to please Mom).
I always wondered why it left the wives free to covet as much as they like. It just seemed unfair. (I asked about it once, but I only got my knuckles rapped.)
Or a creamy filling.
The "marriage of convenience" is not a new thing. What is new, I think, is the delusional thinking that dominates the lives of these pathetic people.
That first video of Sprouts'n guy, made my stomach hurt.
This is the funniest ad best written article I've ever read. Sprouts... just... bravo
It's shows like these that make me glad I don't have cable.
My parents were two people who simply couldn't stand each other, a sentiment that they expressed at high volume nearly every single day of their 61-year marriage, which was a union that neither one of them ever had the slightest interest in severing. They never talked about sex, either with each other or with their friends or with any of us, and they vehemently forbade any mention of it in our house. I scarcely heard a peep of it at home as I was growing up and within my family every effort was made to avoid acknowledging its very existence most of the time. (My twin sister and I discussed and shared some information occasionally when we were teens, but always very discreetly.) Yet somehow they managed to have and raise five children with each other. (My guess is that they must have found each one of us on their doorstep.) So it simply boggles my mind whenever I hear or read about people having discussions about sex with their parents. The thought of it is something that I cannot even wrap my head around.
Utah is easier to flee from.
Oscar Wilde?
Is "The Learning Channel" an oxymoron or what ...
Just WOW! I cannot fathom being so beholden to a social/religious expectation. Thank you for sharing, quite an eyeopener (says former Catholic ... ditched it at 14, post Confirmation which only participated in to please Mom).
I'm always a little amazed to realize that other people have actually read Dhalgren (if that is even his real name).
He definitely doesn't have an attraction to fish sticks.
Dudes, YOU'RE GAY. Dump the frumps and just go with it. For all our sakes.
Yeah, that too.
Two people who apparently loved each other so much that they couldn't stop arguing about it.