That was what the crowd was doing, and I just went along. When I found myself recanting the story in a Christian circle, we all concurred that we live in a modern day Sodom and Gomorrah, and that there is a vicious spiritual war going on. Better stay prayed up, we said, along with all the other Christian cliches that you hear all the time. But no one prayed for this man, and I didn't cop to my own struggles with lust. Instead I stood idly by as though nothing was wrong.
Pornography is as addictive as any narcotic on the street.
You can look at a movie one time and then pull those images back up at any given moment. I have long since given this struggle over to the Lord, but there are times when I am praying that an image of Vanessa Del Rio will paste itself in my mind's eye. You may laugh or not think it is serious, but trust me, it is. I watched one of the most intelligent and gifted men I know reduced to an embarrassed little boy. He may as well have lost it because his reputation is finished.