I'm not at all a boring guy by nature... I love to ski cross country, water, and downhill, love a variety of sports, love the outdoors and hiking, fishing but being labeled a sex offender for 21 years, for having shared truly respective intimacy, for having beliefs that erotic touch as OK, welcomed, beneficial, and desired... for this, a very cruel generation of over the top ethic crusaders keep making boat loads of money off this topic. and so why write about over, and over, and over? It's like if you were in an earthquake, and you're in a basement covered with beams and rock... you'd yell, make noise in the hopes some sane, kind, educated person might hear you and get you out, or at least help move some debris so as to help me, help myself. this sex hysteria that fuels entire divisions in "mental health hospitals, or justice/courts/enforcement, or the armies of youth advocacy "investigators" and the list goes on and on... this is what people want as jobs, to save male youth from their own sexual selves. I guess it's fun, dramatic, and to feel the rush of persecuting on behalf of a boy. Making the scum of the earth pay for having shared passionate intimacy... what a great feeling it must be to punish such obscene, and abusive behavior... and get paid all that money for it, with absolutely no one to counter the horror, and abuse sexual pleasure is, and the harm it causes. Those are the good jobs, the kind real intellects have. Easy money, treated like a hero, keep sex disgusting, and humiliate the participants. Who wouldn't want a job like that? Does the cash for this scam ever run out? ![]() |