I’ve been meaning to write about the Purity Culture for some time now, and while I intend to do a more complete treatment of it soon, something came up recently that I simply couldn’t overlook.
Last week, forgedimagination wrote a post over on Defeating the Dragons that really ticked me off. Not because of what she wrote, but because of the response she received. Earlier, she had written about victim-blaming and rape repentance as outgrowths of the Purity Culture, and they were featured on No Longer Quivering. Then things got messy.
But before I can say anything about this particular example, I need to explain a little about the Purity Culture itself.
Purity or Bust
For those of you who didn’t grow up in it, the fundamentalist Purity Culture is a clever scheme to keep Christian teens from doing the deed until they’re safely on their honeymoon. Preferably and presumably, it also keeps them from oral sex, making out, kissing, holding hands, or appreciating each other’s sexuality in any way. Because, you know….LUST. If you enjoy looking at someone, you’re lusting in your heart, which means you’re committing adultery with them in your heart, which apparently makes both of you Guilty Of Fornication. Cover those bra straps, ladies! Bounce those eyes, guys!
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One of the principal reasons I moved away from fundamentalism was the overwhelming presence of fallacies. As a good Fundamentalist Homeschooler, I was taught to hunt down and identify fallacies as efficiently and ruthlessly as the heat-seeking missile shown below.
The AIM-9 Sidewinder missile uses an infrared heat-seeking module and a warhead that expands into a jagged spinning ring of metal death on impact. Image courtesy USAF.
Unfortunately, fundamentalism is home to some pretty egregious fallacies in its own right, ones that became rapidly apparent as I turned my abilities back on my own indoctrinated beliefs. Wait, why do we believe such-and-such? No good reason at all? Interesting.
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Parents are other people who have multiple children of at least preschool age. Parenting is the practice of dealing with difficult questions asked by inquisitive six-year-olds.
There is no way I’m a parent. Other people are parents, not me.
At least, that’s been the subconscious train of thought running through my head ever since I found out we were expecting last year. So much so that when I created this blog a few days ago, it didn’t even remotely occur to me that I might be writing about parenting issues in the near future. But apparently (no pun intended), I am.
With parenthood comes a new and novel set of decisions that have to be made. Suddenly, I am completely responsible for another human being, and my decisions will directly determine his fate. Making good decisions becomes even more important….which begs the question: how do we know what constitutes a good decision? What’s the proper process for decision-making?
Don’t take vaccines! I believe that God created everything we would ever need for every illness out there because He is all knowing and knew what diseases would be a result from sin entering the world. For instance, using Elderberry prevents the flu. Also there are so many remedies if you do get sick with various diseases. Media paints horror stories about diseases and how they kill people! Those stories are taken from 3rd world countries that people are left untreated. Don’t ever believe the media and their majorly twisted stories!
I’m sure this kind of malformed rambling is what every pediatrician thinks of when a parent expresses misgivings about vaccination schedules. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least. Nonetheless, we won’t be giving our kid the CDC recommended schedule of vaccinations, regardless of our pediatrician’s protests.
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Planetary Nebula NGC 6302, image courtesy NASA. Billions of tonnes of gas from the outer layers of a massive red giant were flung into space by this dying star. They glow due to the continued radiation emitted from the stellar remnant at the center.
I used to blog quite a lot. Of course, those were different days. I was in high school, I was a scrawny, home-schooled know-it-all, and I was sure I was God’s gift to humankind. If only all those foolish atheists and evolutionists and egalitarians and feminists and Arminians and potheads and revisionists and liberals and their ilk would just read and understand my flawless reasoning, the world would be such
a nice place.
Things change. A lot.
I’m married now. I have a kid. I have a degree in physics and no plans of going to law school or running for public office. I’m a good deal more interested in how people think and not quite so worried about what they think. I’m thankful for the blessings I have, and I hope people around me know it.
I don’t really know exactly what paths this blog will take. So….we’ll see.