Chapter 11

“ ... is the position of the Council for the American Family that this kind of disgusting pornographic content has no place in a polite society.” The Reverend Marcy Jones was disgusted. Everyone should know by now that porn was wrong and harmful.

“So, exactly how do you define pornography, Reverend Jones?” Professor Kathleen Jones, no relation, was also disgusted, but with the small-minded backwards thinking that had no place in the modern world.

“Well, that movie certainly qualifies!” Marcy Jones sniffed and looked down her nose at the woman in the studio next to her.

“Really? So, that movie depicted healthy, normal sexuality in the context of a marriage. So, you think that what goes on behind closed doors between married people is pornographic? It’s wrong? It should never happen?”

“Well, no, that’s not what I meant. Stop twisting my words!” The good Reverend was flustered.

“Okay, so what do you think is acceptable forms of human sexuality?”

“I ... that’s not the point of this round table. I think—”

“Yes, it is the point of this round table. You sit there trying to tell anyone that listens that that you get to decide what are the acceptable ways for people to have sex. Here’s a news flash for you, Reverend. People don’t care about other peoples’ opinions of how they should have sex. I know all about your anti-LGBTQ rants and ravings. You need to figure something out, Marcy. As much as you might think that you are the sole keeper of how humans should have sex, science has proven that sexual preference is genetic.”