El Chauvinisto: Forum Update
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Saturday, August 4, 2007

Forum Update

I've made a change to the El Chauvninisto forums. The "Got Beet?" section is now open to the public. Now, all of you who have a problem with my posts can take it up with me there. I did this because commenting via blogger is inefficient as fuck. You will still be allowed to post comments here but please keep them short. Anything requiring a full retort will be handled at the forums (so don't be a pussy, it's open to the public). I've also added several more full length feature films to the media section as well as a decent amount of porn.


It has come to my attention that simply bookmarking the forums will result in you being redirected to some random php blog. The only way to get through without the bullshit is to either click the link at the top of this blog or by being redirected.
If you want to bookmark the El Chauvinisto forums PLEASE CLICK HERE and bookmark http://chauvinisto-forum-redirect.blogspot.com/.

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  1. I was looking out the window
    of my house one day and saw a
    simpleminded young man who
    lacked common sense. He was
    crossing the street near the
    house of an immoral woman.

    He was strolling down the path by her
    house at twilight, as the day was fading,
    as the dark of night set in. The woman
    approached him, dressed seductively
    and sly of heart.

    She was the brash, rebellious type who
    never stays at home. She is often seen in
    the streets and markets, soliciting at every
    corner. She threw her arms around him
    and kissed him, and with a brazen look
    she said, "It's you I was looking for!
    I came out to find you, and here you
    are! My bed is spread with colored
    sheets of finest linen imported from
    Egypt. I've perfumed my bed with
    myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come,
    let's drink our fill of love until morning.

    Let's enjoy each other's caresses,
    for my husband is not home. He's
    away on a long trip. He has taken
    a wallet full of money with him,
    and he won't return until later in
    the month." So she seduced him
    with her pretty speech. With her
    flattery she enticed him. He
    followed her at once, like
    an ox going to the slaughter
    or like a trapped stag, awaiting
    the arrow that would pierce its
    heart. He was like a bird flying
    into a snare, little knowing it
    would cost him his life.


    There is a way which seemeth
    right unto a man, but the end there-
    of are the ways of death.


    I made a covenant with my eyes
    not to look with lust upon a young woman.


    But I say, anyone who even looks
    at a woman with lust in his eye has
    already committed adultery with her
    in his heart.


    There is a time for everything,
    a season for every activity
    under heaven. A time to be
    born and a time to die. A
    time to plant and a time to
    harvest. A time to kill and
    a time to heal. A time to
    tear down and a time to
    rebuild. A time to cry and
    a time to laugh. A time to
    grieve and a time to dance.
    A time to scatter stones
    and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a
    time to turn away. A time to
    search and a time to lose.
    A time to keep and a time to
    throw away. A time to tear
    and a time to mend. A time
    to be quiet and a time to
    speak up. A time to love
    and a time to hate. A time
    for war and a time for peace.

    Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
    Dr. Whoami

    P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
    that the common culture of my youth
    is gone for good. It was hollowed out
    by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
    then splintered beyond hope of repair
    by the emergence of the web-based
    technologies that so maximized and
    facilitated cultural choice as to make
    the broad-based offerings of the old
    mass media look bland and unchallenging
    by comparison."

    P.P.S. Have you ever tried to explain
    to a modern, secularized teenager or young
    adult what's wrong with premarital sex between
    two consenting adults? If you have, you
    know the meaning of the word frustration.

    The modern mind just doesn't seem capable
    of grasping the concept that sex belongs
    exclusively within marriage. That's not from
    a lack of intelligence. It's simply because the
    modern mind has been trained to think
    otherwise: If two people want a sexual
    encounter, and take steps to prevent the
    occurrence of a third person -- an un -
    wanted baby -- that makes the act morally
    right. End of story.

    May I recommend Jennifer Roback
    Morse's new book, SMART SEX:
    A HOOK-UP WORLD, is so
    refreshing. Morse, one of the clearest
    thinkers I know, takes deadly aim at
    the idea of "morally neutral sex" -- and
    she does it in a logical and compassionate
    manner. Having once believed in "morally
    neutral sex" herself, Morse understands
    the thinking behind the idea. She deals
    with concepts like "reproductive freedom,"
    "recreational sex," and "consumer sex,"
    and shows how they're not only morally
    bankrupt, but also anti-social.

    Morse explains that the problem with
    these views of sex is that they focus on
    the individual. For example, the theory
    of "reproductive freedom" teaches us
    that everyone who wants a child is
    entitled to have one, and that those
    who don't want children should be
    able to have sex without ever having
    to face the possibility. When nature,
    or our spouses, or our own children
    get in the way of our "reproductive
    freedom," we therefore feel entitled
    to trample on the rights of others to
    get our own way.

    Morse recalls the time when she was
    so desperate to get pregnant, that she
    and her husband considered using a
    sperm donor. That was when she
    started to realize, "Having a baby
    through a sperm donor would have
    changed the relationship between my
    husband and me in a fundamental way . . . .
    The baby would be my project with
    my husband along for the ride. . . .
    And what about the baby? Do I have
    a right to treat a baby as a project of mine?"

    This confronts the conventional thinking
    where a person, Morse writes, treats
    relationships as if they affected only
    herself. And that's where the objection
    to premarital sex comes in. Advocates
    of premarital sex often act as if their
    sexual experiences are all about them -
    selves and no one else. As Morse puts it,
    "When we engage in consumer sex, we
    do not fully consider the impact of our
    actions upon others. Consumer sex is
    focused inward, on personal pleasure,
    not on the building up of the community
    of the family."

    In short, the sexual revolution taught us
    to think of our sex lives as our own
    property and our own business, and
    nobody else's, even though other
    people are obviously involved. To
    use sex this way is to treat it as the
    opposite of what it was meant to be:
    a destroyer of relationships rather
    than something that builds them.

  2. Is that what you're gonna preach to the congregation tomorrow father?

    Jesus fucking Christ!