When's The Next Train Out Of Here?
The paper’s been full of child pornography rings getting busted and some new variety of porn where little kids wear thongs and things so it’s not really pornography.
It’s just weird. How can there be so many men who will pay to see pictures like that? It doesn’t make sense to the Pondering Pig. I am pondering it.
I think not messing with little kids is part and parcel of the moral law of the universe. Most guys know deep down that we’re supposed to take care of little kids. Make sure they’re all right. Wipe away their tears. That kind of thing.
Having sex with them or looking at sexy pictures of them – it’s right out. It’s, dare I say it, shameful!
I remember when I was a little kid my cat scratched me really bad, probably because I was teasing it unmercifully. I was so mad at that cat I shut the door so he couldn’t get away and then I hit him hard.
Did I feel better? I guess I showed him!
No, I felt ashamed and I didn’t want anybody to know what I had done. Because deep down in my little selfish kid mind I knew you’re not supposed to be mean to things that are littler than you are. It’s wrong – I wasn’t a little saint or something, believe me – I was just feeling the moral law of the universe.
Pig , little pig, you did a bad thing.
And I never did it again, because I remembered the scritchy way I felt. I’d rather not kick the stupid cat. Anything was better than that feeling. And now I had a secret I didn’t want. I’d beat up a little cat.
Besides, I liked my cat. He wasn’t stupid. I was stupid to do that.
Now, I have had it explained to me more than once that some men don’t feel the moral law. Beating up cats and kids and anyone weaker than themselves makes them feel strong and in control. It makes them feel good about themselves. They’re morally blank. Freudians used to call them psychopaths. I don’t know if they are evil or what. I just know you have to stop them because they won’t stop themselves. I used to think psychopaths were pretty rare.
Yet I’m not blind. Forget child porno for a minute and consider all the guys who go around whaling on their little kids. Doing horrible things to them just on general principles. Or giving their wives black eyes and putting them in fear of their lives.
And, if they go to church, justifying themselves because the Bible says to control those women or they’ll get uppity. (Not true of course – Bible says nothing of the kind) Or Muslims who think honor killing is the way to go. Your daughter does something to disgrace your family, like go out on a date. Kill her! That’s the best solution.
This is gruesome. Can you see why I became a pig? This human race has got serious problems.
How else can there be so many guys who spend their lives obsessing about six year olds?
Here’s another idea, horrible to contemplate. What if there is no moral law of the universe? What if I was the anomaly when I felt so bad about hurting my cat? And decided not to do that anymore?
What if beating and torturing and killing people who love you and depend on you and messing with little kids to get a little sex thrill and then having a little bedtime drinky winky like in the Mafia movies – what if that’s the male norm?
I’m getting dizzy. If it’s true, I don’t think I want to associate with you humans that much any more.
Sorry this post is so depressing. My rational mind says, “You dope, this is not new information. You’ve just described the whole reason Jesus came to save us, one by one by one. He’s the only train out of this burg.”
Mr. Conductor, can I have ticket on that train? I don’t like it in this town no more.
It’s just weird. How can there be so many men who will pay to see pictures like that? It doesn’t make sense to the Pondering Pig. I am pondering it.
I think not messing with little kids is part and parcel of the moral law of the universe. Most guys know deep down that we’re supposed to take care of little kids. Make sure they’re all right. Wipe away their tears. That kind of thing.
Having sex with them or looking at sexy pictures of them – it’s right out. It’s, dare I say it, shameful!
I remember when I was a little kid my cat scratched me really bad, probably because I was teasing it unmercifully. I was so mad at that cat I shut the door so he couldn’t get away and then I hit him hard.
Did I feel better? I guess I showed him!
No, I felt ashamed and I didn’t want anybody to know what I had done. Because deep down in my little selfish kid mind I knew you’re not supposed to be mean to things that are littler than you are. It’s wrong – I wasn’t a little saint or something, believe me – I was just feeling the moral law of the universe.
Pig , little pig, you did a bad thing.
And I never did it again, because I remembered the scritchy way I felt. I’d rather not kick the stupid cat. Anything was better than that feeling. And now I had a secret I didn’t want. I’d beat up a little cat.
Besides, I liked my cat. He wasn’t stupid. I was stupid to do that.
Now, I have had it explained to me more than once that some men don’t feel the moral law. Beating up cats and kids and anyone weaker than themselves makes them feel strong and in control. It makes them feel good about themselves. They’re morally blank. Freudians used to call them psychopaths. I don’t know if they are evil or what. I just know you have to stop them because they won’t stop themselves. I used to think psychopaths were pretty rare.
Yet I’m not blind. Forget child porno for a minute and consider all the guys who go around whaling on their little kids. Doing horrible things to them just on general principles. Or giving their wives black eyes and putting them in fear of their lives.
And, if they go to church, justifying themselves because the Bible says to control those women or they’ll get uppity. (Not true of course – Bible says nothing of the kind) Or Muslims who think honor killing is the way to go. Your daughter does something to disgrace your family, like go out on a date. Kill her! That’s the best solution.
This is gruesome. Can you see why I became a pig? This human race has got serious problems.
How else can there be so many guys who spend their lives obsessing about six year olds?
Here’s another idea, horrible to contemplate. What if there is no moral law of the universe? What if I was the anomaly when I felt so bad about hurting my cat? And decided not to do that anymore?
What if beating and torturing and killing people who love you and depend on you and messing with little kids to get a little sex thrill and then having a little bedtime drinky winky like in the Mafia movies – what if that’s the male norm?
I’m getting dizzy. If it’s true, I don’t think I want to associate with you humans that much any more.
Sorry this post is so depressing. My rational mind says, “You dope, this is not new information. You’ve just described the whole reason Jesus came to save us, one by one by one. He’s the only train out of this burg.”
Mr. Conductor, can I have ticket on that train? I don’t like it in this town no more.
Labels: Pornography
posted by Christopher Newton at 5:00 PM
7 Comments:
Pig, it really does say that in the Bible, about uppity women. It's in Second Babylonians, verse 9.
Moral law has sometimes nothing to do with theology, as morality is basically the way peoiple treat each other. There are plenty of moral people who don't have a care for God or worry for a second about salvation. Yet they know how to treat their fellow humans with some sort of respect.
I just recalled a song by Patti Smith from about 30 years ago called, "Jesus Died for Somebody's Sins, But Not Mine". What a depressing thought. What a short-sighted glimpse, maybe just a blink, at life.
Yeah, Chris, depressing post. The apostle Paul recognized long ago that the law was useless, that it was the ministrations of death.He saw that there were those that called themselves believers and yet demonstrated nothing of morality, justice, mercy. He saw also that there were those that were seemingly far away and yet the Law was written on their hearts.
What is the greatest commandment? "Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind."
And the second is like it: "Love your neighbor as yourself."
I took those quotes from Matthew's gospel. I love the way things are put in perspective there. The first commandment is, well, obvious. But the second is like it.
Just like it? You bet. God doesn't consider us worms or lesser creations. We are his kids, his "Very Good" creations, created in his likeness. Why shouldn't the second important commandment not be just like the first?
Just think. God is really calling us sons and daughters. Jesus is calling us brother and sister.
I guess if God and Jesus don't mean anything to someone, it's just a lot of blather. But for those of us that confess Jesus as saviour, those words are our escalator out of the muck and mire.
The sad and bad times we live in aren't much different than in Jesus's day, only our perspective has changed. That and the frequency of the insane and weird. I guess more people. more weird, more sad... ad infinitum.
Is this the Bob Marley song you sang in the New Jersey church?
"Stop the train I'm leaving
Stop the train I'm leaving
Stop the train I'm leaving
it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
All my good life I've been a lonely man
teaching people who don't understand
and even though I've tried my best
I still dont find no happiness
Stop the train I'm leaving
Stop the train I'm leaving
Stop the train I'm leaving
it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
Some goin' east
some goin' west
some step aside
to try their best.
Some livin' big
but the most livin' small.
They just cant even find
no food at all.
Stop the train I'm leaving..."
I guess life has always shown itself to me in lyrics. I don't know why, but it works for me.
I wish I had time to squish everything I've been thinking about in the last handful of days and send it to you in this comment. But I can't. Suffice it to say that my mind has been wandering/pondering along the same fault lines. We are all in this together, my brother.
I'm reminded of when I was about in 4th grade and I had this kind of wild friend over. For fun we started tossing my guinea pig Spike in the air and catching him. He was squealing in fright. Afterwards I felt terrible about it and I just wanted to do something to tell him how sorry I was. But how do you tell an animal that?
Oh wise pig, I cannot help but notice just a tad of gender bias in your question: "How can there be so many men who will pay to see pictures like that?" I will grant you that MEN are overwhelmingly more often the purveyors, producers, and consumers of pornography. That has been thoroughly documented.
There are scads of scholarly pieces
about the impact of pornography and how it harms women and kids.
However, I think there is some danger in laying the whole weight of this atrocity at the feet of the testosterone laden of our species. Women do it too. Not as many, mind you. But they do. Women also pay to see those nasty pictures. Women also work in the industry to produce and sell them. Women also harm young innocents. I wish it were not so.
But sadly, I know that it is.
The issues around women who commit crimes of all kinds are complex.
Unfortunately, evil is an equal opportunity employer and reaches deep into the hearts of far too many souls with no discretion based on gender.
I weep for the hurting that humans unleash on one another in this fallen mortal world. But I also know that to get discouraged and overwhelmed by the dreadful scope of badness in our land serves no useful purpose, and is in fact playing right into the adversary's hand.
I want to remain optimistic that there is indeed opposition in all things. Yes, there is abundant depravity. But there is also tremendous good in the world. It's the only way to avoid being immobilized.
I want to be the sort of person who makes the devil say every morning when I get up: "oh crap, she's awake again!" because he knows I will stand against any evil that I see.
We may not be able to hold back the full tide of seamy, exploitive abuse that happens - but if each one of us can stand up for honor, can help even one other person feel safe and loved - we make a difference.
It's all too easy to fall into the trap of thinking "there's so much evil - what can I possibly do to change it?" In big ways and small, I really do believe we choose every day in how we treat others whether we are contributing to a society of civililty or to one where coarseness will prevail.
There are those who would never in a million years consider being involved in child pornography or abuse. But they might not hesitate to hurl out hurtful words whether as a sarcastic barb in a blog comment or an insult to one's spouse.
YES - these are very, very different degrees of perpetrating evil; but to me its all a continuum of the same thing -we are either here to build a kingdom of peace or we are here to gratify passions, and willing to do so at the expense of others...all the rest is just details.
What Bella said.
Word.
It is a horrific evil when men become predator instead of protector.
...and Jesus went to the Cross for them too!
There's a story in the Canadian ( Saskatchewan) news:
"...Peter Whitmore, charged in the alleged kidnapping and sexual assault of two boys..."
This guy has done time several times for this same crime to other children. Now they (courts/lawyers) are trying to figure out if he is a dangerous offender. The penalty would be different if he was.
What the hell is this??? Dangerous? You think?
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