Nooo… don’t do it…! Us pagans had the sexy thing down solid long before the Catholics were even around! We can catch up! Honest!
:: dances frantically around maypole ::
[sub]You grumble for years that the hegemonic religions are guilty of saying, not doing, and then one day one of them gets off its butt and actually decides to do something…! Next thing you know, they’ll be repudiating the Cartesian mind/body split and admitting that maybe worldly things aren’t just snares ond delusions of the Devil![/sub]
Or some combination thereof. (“Hello! I’m a Roman Catholic priest! Historically, that’s somewhere between florist and chorus boy!” - Nathan Lane in Jeffrey)
Now that’s perverse. I must be too literal or something–I never thought of ‘naughtiness’ or ‘badness’ in themselves as being attractive. Actually being bad may involve self-confidence and personal power that are attractive, but the mere act of badness? Not particularly attractive at all.
(BTW, am I the only one who thinks that the word ‘naughty’ sounds quaint, and brings to mind Monty Python skits? Apparently it once meant really evil.)
Growing up, I read the book Growing Up Catholic cover to cover several times along with the sequel, More Growing Up Catholic, most likely because it was on the bathroom shelf next to the toilet, and I could always use reading material.
It contains an essay about Father What-A-Waste, which fortunately is reproduced online:
