An Open Letter to Ms. Grabar

This is in response to Mary Grabar's column about the Midwest Teen Sex Show on Townhall.com

Having been raised by very devout Christians, I guess my first question would be, since when did anyone down here tell Jesus who he could or could not love? Don't I recall him eating with prostitutes and revenooers and the like? Of course those high-falutin' Pharisees that thought they could say who was and wasn't worthy of God's love, those people he had a bit of a problem with...but by example, we would have to hang out with the sinners if we were truly going to emulate the deeds he was said to have done in the King James Bible.

Now, Nikol ain't no Torquemada. Or even a Torquemama. She is a good mother (I've met her children) a good wife (I've broken bread with her husband) an excellent housekeeper (I've been a guest in her house) and a hard worker (I've talked with her employers, hard working small-business owners in rural Wisconsin).

I didn't get to have wild lascivious sex when I visited her, nor did she offer me many drugs, though she did give me an ibuprofen when I complained of my arthritis in my knee. Nor did I find any evidence of a grand conspiracy to lead the teens of America down a primrose path to hell. I did find an amateur actor and a internet enthusiast trying to lend a bit of humor to a subject that is too often hidden and misrepresented. Considering recent behaviors of various conservative leaders, I think it's pretty obvious that something needs to be done.

I would have been pretty concerned if I had found any evidence. You see, I have four daughters - the youngest of whom are 16 year old twins. The older two have been and gone, one of them following her dream to be a musician, the other just finishing her first semester of pre-med at a University where she got straight A's- a good thing, so that she can keep her honors scholarship. My twins are pretty busy with cheerleading and volunteering with fundraisers for war-ravaged children in Africa to really spend a lot of time dating, but I'm not really worried when they do.

See, I've made sure they are educated. They have had boys try lines on them like "Oh, but I love you!" and "It can't happen the first time" and they've told those boys to go take a flying - well, they told them to go away. They are responsible, and it's possible that, after as many conservative generations of women as we can find in both sides of the family tree, they may be the first women to reach the age of 20 without having to get married because they were either pregnant or just so desperate to have some sexual release that they took the closest available candidate.

No, they're going to be able to choose their lives, their careers, their God, and their partners with both eyes open. And they will do it with the ability to laugh at the funny bits of sexuality - you have noticed, I hope, that aside from magical and rich and beautiful that sex is FUNNY, right? - and find that you can learn through humor as much as anything else. Using exaggeration and story to convey facts and principles is actually a pretty time-honored technique.

Oh yeah. Parables, isn't that what they're called?

And Ms. Grabar: any internet person will tell you that you can make an email seem to come from anyone. My own sysadmin pointed this out to me by sending me an email from "god@heaven.com". I would suggest, if you start getting emails from that address, that you perhaps check with the source before you accept them verbatim.

Just a thought. Thank you, by the way, for your own entertaining fictions. It's nice to see the 1st Amendment so alive and well.