Actually, for me it wasn't really the sexual repression of Christianity that ultimately made me ditch it like a used condom. No, I would have been quite willing to continue my whole life miserable, horny, ashamed, and humiliated by my sexuality if I simply had been able to maintain a belief in God. But let's be serious. That is not an argument. That is a rationalization.
Faith is belief without rational evidence.
So I dropped the belief that eating bread and drinking wine was a sacred religious communion with God, and embraced the belief that wanking was a sacred communion with all that is glorious in existence. And thus, the little sexually repressed Christian wanker boy grew up and became the sexually enlightened happy heathen child at heart. By Matt Ramon and I like to read to each other at night before we go to bed. M.D. Since we have so benefited from the profound wisdom and insight of this work and in honor of National Wanking Week, we have decided to print excerpts from its ageless text for each issue of the scoop this week. Sometimes boys and young men are tempted to abuse the sex organs.