I was reading a passage in the book I mentioned in the other thread and it really got me thinking about my own child hood. The circumcision aspect really got me thinking. Luckily for me, at around 16-17 a began realizing things just didn't add up. The guilt subsided and I was able to freely explore sex without the threat of fire and brimstone. So luckily, it really didn't play an aspect in my relationships the way it did with some of the guys you knew BG. My fear of women did it. haha.

It's almost like it's a game, to see how taboo they can make normal sex acts. I was always taught priests are expected to remain celibate because loving a woman intimately would detract from their loving relationship with god. Moving pedo priests around so they don't get caught is o.k., but screwing a hooker is strictly forbidden. The hypocrisy of it all.

I also learned in "god is not Great," that there were several babies in NY that contracted the herpes virus from a moil (can't find the correct spelling) how followed an ancient Jewish tradition where the sucks on the circumcision wound.

That isn't really in relation to this post, but I just remembered that and thought it was interesting.

My mind feels like scrambled eggs right now...