Thursday, May 8, 2008

Republican Family Values

If you go to a porn store, here’s what you’ll find. Everything. Every fetish, every position. All the sex you could image, and most that you couldn’t. Something for everyone - just like religion. It’s all been done. And done repeatedly, just in case you haven’t seen it the first 20,000 times; . . . again, much like religion. Which leads me to wonder if more books have been written about bible or is there more porn videos? (Someone needs to start keeping track.)

I’d rather read first hand accounts of the holocaust than child molestation stories. I’m still picking at that mental scab after working on Republican Offenders. It was difficult to sift through the large number of really sick republican perverts. Sick, sick stuff. It was the hypocrisy of Beverly Russell that lead to my epiphany.

Russell was one of those great republican Christian leaders of South Carolina. He was Mr. Republican Family Values and all about the Jesus. (Not the one working on his lawn.) Then, one day, his daughter, Susan Smith buckled her kids into the back seat of her car and drove them into John D. Long Lake. At sentencing Russell came forward and admitted to having sex with his step daughter since she was 14. The affair had continued into her adulthood.

That’s when it hit me. I was wrong about every fetish being represented in the porn world. There isn’t a video for people who are sexually aroused by hypocrisy. Judging from the number of republican hypocrites it’s a huge underground demographic. I’m surprised the porn industry hasn’t been following this trend.


I fancy myself a screenwriter, so, here’s the pitch: The reverend of a mega-church murders Amish by night. During the day he runs for Congress while raping underage members of his congregation and raising money for the families of the dead Amish which is deposited directly into his campaign account. On his day off he preforms abortions and uses the money to pay defense attorneys to help free death row inmates. Instead of making the Reverend a married closeted homosexual, the Reverend is actually into sadistic necrophilia and beastiality while owning a butcher shop.

Naw. That’s just beating a dead horse.

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