just read a great article from nerve this morning about catholicism and sex.
i think this quote sums it up perfectly:
Now, you have a few options. You either:
1) Continue having unprotected sex with motherfuckers you couldn't care less about and never get pregnant because somehow God has chosen YOU to be the patron saint of pulling out.
2) Continue having unprotected sex with motherfuckers you think you care a lot about and then one of them gets you pregnant and you decide to have the baby, because Saint Catherine has taught us that abortions are badbadbad and even worse than premarital sex. And because you feel as if you are responsible enough to put your child through the same Catholic bullshit nightmare that you yourself had to endure.
3) Have straight sex, gay sex, queer sex, and self sex and never get pregnant because God doesn't want you to introduce the fucking antichrist into the world, because He knows Damien will definitely come from your wayward-ass vagina. Step into a Catholic church only a few times after your confirmation — only because of familial obligations — and each time, get scared that you will turn into a pillar of salt, a pile of ashes, a three-headed anteater or some shit like that because you now know, in the depths of your dark, atheist soul — you know, like in the pit of your stomach, that part that compels you to smoke lots of weed and have sex in public libraries — that you hate Catholicism and you LOVE being pro-choice.
you can view the entire article here: http://www.nerve.com/personalessays/maldonado/sex-catholicism-and-me/
(i'm looking over my shoulder as i write this but i'm definitely option 3. just sayin')
just read a great article from nerve this morning about catholicism and sex.
i think this quote sums it up perfectly:
Now, you have a few options. You either:
1) Continue having unprotected sex with motherfuckers you couldn't care less about and never get pregnant because somehow God has chosen YOU to be the patron saint of pulling out.
2) Continue having unprotected sex with motherfuckers you think you care a lot about and then one of them gets you pregnant and you decide to have the baby, because Saint Catherine has taught us that abortions are badbadbad and even worse than premarital sex. And because you feel as if you are responsible enough to put your child through the same Catholic bullshit nightmare that you yourself had to endure.
3) Have straight sex, gay sex, queer sex, and self sex and never get pregnant because God doesn't want you to introduce the fucking antichrist into the world, because He knows Damien will definitely come from your wayward-ass vagina. Step into a Catholic church only a few times after your confirmation — only because of familial obligations — and each time, get scared that you will turn into a pillar of salt, a pile of ashes, a three-headed anteater or some shit like that because you now know, in the depths of your dark, atheist soul — you know, like in the pit of your stomach, that part that compels you to smoke lots of weed and have sex in public libraries — that you hate Catholicism and you LOVE being pro-choice.
you can view the entire article here: http://www.nerve.com/personalessays/maldonado/sex-catholicism-and-me/
(i'm looking over my shoulder as i write this but i'm definitely option 3. just sayin')
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