The ideal conversation between father and daughter would begin something like this: “Honey, I don’t care how pure
you are, just as long as you do the dishes.”
Sex. Sex. Sex. The three-letter word that could make any tightwad blush a bright red. It also poses a problem to conservative Christians who are frighteningly aware that young girls will eventually grow up and have (insert scary theatrical music) SEX! Oh, the horror. The fear has lead many conservative Christians to lend a hand to preserving their daughters’ virginity by taking part in a Purity Ball. The Ball is suppose to enhance the relationship between the daughter and father, but also remind the girls that they are waiting for that Mr. Right, not Mr. Right-Now. It is also equivalent to having your dad put your virginity in a vault before making you promise not to see where he hid the combination.
On the flip side, where there are protective fathers trying to delay the sexualizing of their children, other females are determined on becoming born again virgins. I don’t necessarily have a problem with the idea of being abstinent, but if you come up with a name that reflects not having any sort of sex for whatever period of time, call it born again abstinence – born again Christian? I buy it. Born again virgin? Not so much. Call it what it is, rather than calling it something it is clearly not.
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