It's A Sin

It's A Sin - I considered myself a devote Catholic until the age of 15. No, I did not just stop because my peers were putting pressure on me as far as dropping that "weird mindset" after all or because my parents had turned into atheists. No, it was nothing like that. The actual reason that stopped me from going to mass for good was rather shockingly a completely church intern one. That day, our class had gone back to confession, and as usual I just dreaded my turn less for the potential burdens of sins I might have needed absolution for but because I had been experiencing most awkward incidents on multiple occasions before. In the end, I walked in anyway and boom, I was about to face my worst episode yet to come. At first, the priest was asking me rather casual and non- defining questions which I thought were all goofy and dumb. Anyway, round one was over in a heartbeat, and now it would really get weird and downright obscene. That psychopath had the audacity to reprimand me for possibly not having "honored" my parents sufficiently enough (4th Commandment), even though I strictly denied any guilt. "Did you steal anything?", he went on asking about the 7th Commandment. "Say what?", I replied, my heart in my throat. He cooly repeated his brazen question, and I said, "No, of course not" whereupon that jackass seriously suggested that I really dig deeper for there just had to be at least a couple of sins that I had committed since the previous time. He quickly grew impatient and opted to proceed on to the 6th Commandment inquiring if I had had any impure thoughts or even worse put those into action yet. I truthfully answered no. What was it his business anyway, I thought to myself? Well, to cut a long (and utterly stupid) story short, I was ultimately punished with a list of penance as long as a roll of toilet paper which forced me to kneel for about 20 minutes like some sort of Abel convict. Holy cow is right! Not only did I make myself the class mockery of the week that day, but I definitely grew exceedingly frustrated and bitter. Nevertheless, I decided to give it one final attempt and sought advice with one of the Grandes of that church just to overwhelm that poor Padre beyond anything, I guess. What a sweet and wise centenarian, and yet, he was just not able to ease my pain. For a change, it was I who now bombarded a clergy man with tons of questions, and he at least made a serious effort to answer them. In fact, he answered them all, but in essence, he could not explain to me why the heck it was okay to accuse me of the most immoral indecencies when I was actually not guilty at all, at least not yet. - Whatever, I suppose, I needed to find the answer to my own question myself. Priests like that jerk back then do that crap because they are sexually perverted and incredibly couthless on top. Sadly, that man is/ was no exception but rather the standard. Quite frankly, I am not all too surprised anymore because a life supposedly lived in strict celibacy can lastly only result in such mutations, right? What normal man - women are definitely different in that sense - with a sex- drive which is at least average can in all seriousness keep up with such idiocy? Exactly, and that is were all those immoral and disgusting derivants come into play such as sexually abusing altar boys or engaging in sickeningly abnormal behaviors with animals or multiple partners. Roman Catholic priests should finally be allowed to marry and entertain sexual relations just like any other male for this is the most natural thing in the world. The celibacy lie, though just seems to be the tip of the hypocritical iceberg. Are you already catching my drift here? Wherever deceit and lies build the foundation of such a paramount institution like church, its advancement cannot but augur ill in the long run. The intention per se will always act as the pivotal indicator for the outcome of the action following it to be either positive or negative. - To be continued.