If anyone doubts that we’re in a different world now in regard to how people view sexual immorality, listen to David Letterman’s “confession” on his Late Show last week and how the audience responded to it.
I’ve long been alarmed over how the younger generation views illicit sexual relationships — i.e. the no guilt, no big deal, “it’s just sex!” attitude. Now even adultery is “no big deal.” And it goes even further, it’s not even a big deal that an employer takes advantage of his position to have a sexual relationship with his employees (and this after all the warnings and outrage over sexual harassment in the workplace? Where are the feminists when you need them?). And the employer does so for an extended season with numerous employees and then only comes to confess it after being threatened with blackmail. . . . AND then, no one seems to think that what he did is a big deal? And in fact, instead of being denounced, he is seen as a victim? What???
Being a pervert doesn’t mean being a little scrawny guy in a basement, wearing dingy jeans and a black U2 t-shirt, with stringy, greasy hair, watching XXXXX videos and getting your jollies by imagining what you’re going to do when all the ladies finally see you in all your irresistible maleness.
Being a pervert means being someone who turns things upside down. You view the world in the opposite way from what God created it to be. You see nothing wrong with what God calls evil. And you turn up your nose in priggish offense over what God declares to be good. You despise righteousness and applaud wickedness. You laugh at ungodliness and mock holiness. And worst of all, you do this without a tinge of guilt, thinking that anyone who protests against your disposition is an intolerable prude.
That’s perversion. And that means that we live in a land of perverts — perverts who bathe regularly, keep up with the latest fashions, are funny, gifted, rich, and respectable — but for all that, are nothing but perverts at bottom. God says this is the stage of “reprobation” — when men know the judgment of God against ungodliness and know that such deeds are worthy of death and yet “not only do the same but also approve of those who practice them.” (Rom. 1:28-32). It’s not a very encouraging sign, but at least it makes it clear where we’re living. Welcome to “Pervertville.”
On a related note the hoopla surrounding the Roman Polanski arrest is unbelievable. The list of people calling for a dismissal is staggering (also: Woody Allen? Pul-eeze).
I’ve found a couple of feminist blogs that are nailing the absurdity (what? You don’t read feminist blogs?), but for the most part it’s been sadly silent on the feminist front.
yeah, it’s pretty pathetic. But I can’t wait to hear what Camille has to say about it all.
Late Show, not Tonight Show.
But you’re right. It is pretty amazing that people aren’t more upset about Letterman.
Great post, put it on facebook and emailed it to friends.
oops, of course, it’s “Late Night” I’ll change that. It’s the result of connecting the 10:30 talk show with Johnny Carson.
Why a U2 shirt?
Paul, just pulling out a band name, probably not the best choice.
Hate to be the nerdy kid again, but the show is called “The Late Show.”
Late Night was the old 11:30 slot that Letterman originally did, which, up until recently, Conan O’Brien had filled.
Steven, I caught that after I wrote the comment and put “Late Show” — it’s still not quite right, but close enough (and I think the nerd is the one who doesn’t know the name of the show!).
Steve:
I agree about the U2 shirt: most of those guys are wearing Zeppelin shirts (or worse).
And you should have “are” instead of “at” in the last paragraph. FYI.
On a more political note “our” president has just nominated a woman named Chai Feldblum to be the head of the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission. She needs to be confirmed by Congress but I have no doubt that with the present makeup of that august body she will be.
However, it seems that Ms. Feldblum is a lesbian activist who claims that “gay sex is morally good.” I’m sure Mr. Obama was quite aware of this when he nominated her. Our perversion, it seems, is not limited to the ordinary folks in basements who watch x-rated movies–it goes all the way to the top. If you look at the type of individuals Mr. Obama is appointing or nominating you can’t help but note that, if they are accepted, they will be going from Peyton Place to Sodom on the Potomoc. And we thought Slick Willie was bad!
Al Benson Jr.