Christian moralists draw Bright's ire early on. Bright, whose writing throughout the new tome is as poetic as it is breezy and entertaining, recounts her involvement as a young girl with a singing group organized by a local Mormon church. Her association with that group ended, she notes, the day the singing and dancing were put aside so the girls could get a lecture on the evils of female body hair.
Christians are meanies, like the other big religions of the world.
Christianity is elitist, it's not democratic. It's about Our Father and everybody underneath him. Bright knows her views on Christianity aren't going to make her popular, but she isn't ready to scale them back or hide them any more than she's willing to suppress her sexuality. Friends have warned her, she notes in the book, that it would be strategically advisable to voice respect for religion, but she can't comply. I don't believe in their God or their Satan, and that kind of faith genuinely seems backward to me, a sign of ignorance and fear.