I watched the story of Mary Whitehouse last night. My favourite scene.
She's talking to her husband.
"This oral sex? Have you heard of it?"
"Ay, yes..."
Mary looks perplexed. "You know what it is?"
"Ay," says her husband quietly.
"They... well..." She looks like she has tasted something sour. "Why? Why would you...?" She looks away then looks back to her husband. "I mean... if that's the state of their relationship, that they'd? have to resort to doing..." She screws up her face, just slightly. "... I guess we can only feel sorry for them."
I think morals campaigners are probably the scariest whacks on the fucked up totem pole, as they are the ones trying to impose a single point of view onto the majority.
Holier than thou... the minority knows what's best for the majority.
Of course, religion is the thing that has usually fucked them up.
Is it the most frightened and the most screwed up amongst us who become morals campaigners? In the same sense that it is the women who are most repulsed by their own bodies who are most likely going to tell their kids that nudity is wrong?
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