I’ve been seeing a story floating around recently on Facebook. Apparently, there’s a young girl who reconnected with her mostly absent father. After doing so, they discovered a mutual sexual attraction which they chose to pursue. They will eventually move to a state where incest is legal and marry.
The common reaction to this is that it’s “just gross” or it’s “wrong.” I’m not seeing anyone bold enough to affirm it, even among a crowd who is quick to affirm other kinds of non-traditional sexual relationships. Thus far, any possible approval is only held in timid silence. Read the rest of this entry
Since I seem to be having trouble getting my comments past the moderator, I’ll try posting them here instead.
The following is a reply to this post by Ken Jansen:
“Love the Sinner”…um…Yeah, Don’t Give Me That Crap
I appreciate that this phrase is seen as an annoying cliche (though any suggestion that homosexuality is not to be celebrated turns out to be a source of annoyance), but it actually does express something rational and meaningful to those who use it.
Your illustration of the color red fails to capture something very important to this discussion. Red is not a thing that has properties; red *is* a property. So, if you hate red, then that’s it, there’s nothing else about it to love. A somewhat better analogy would be a red shirt. One might say they love the shirt (its fabric, pattern, quality, etc.) but hate its red color — they like the thing, but dislike something about it.
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