by Kenneth Justice
By Kenneth Justice
~ I was sitting at a café recently sipping my coffee when an older gentleman who I’d talked with a number of times in the past sat down at my table. As we we’re catching up on each other’s lives three friends of his ended up sitting down with us also. At some point in the conversation a rather attractive young woman walked into the café and these older gentlemen all took notice… before I realized what was happening the conversation had evolved (perhaps devolved) into these four gray-haired retired men talking about all their experiences as young men and having sex with prostitutes.
Okay, let me get it out of the way that I’m not a prude in anyway….but as a guy who is more than half of these men’s age I began feeling a bit uncomfortable listening to them talk about the cute (very young) woman at the café and then begin telling their stories about sex with prostitutes….I even said as much, “uh, guys….really? This girl is young enough to be your great-granddaughter!” To which one of the guys said, “Hey you’re never too old to fantasize!”
Listen, I’m not trying to make it out that I have the cleanest mouth or that I never say things that are uncouth…..and perhaps I’m living in La La-Land; but I hope that as I get older I mature away from my juvenile-male-thoughts. Is that too much to ask of myself?
Isn’t that what is supposed to happen? We grow up, we mature….and the dumb things we think and say as twenty and thirty-something’s we gradually move away from? Am I wrong to hope that when I’m eighty years old (if I’m blessed to live that long) I’m no longer ogling an 18 year old young woman that walks into a café?
I definitely don’t want to make it seem like I’m some holy roller….I’m probably just as bad as anyone else when it comes to dirty jokes and saying things I probably shouldn’t be saying. But I figure that as I get older many of the ‘bad habits’ I have regarding my language will slowly fade away as I become more mature. Not that I’m saying I ever want to lose my sense of humor…..but that I simply hope to eventually grow up one day.
Unfortunately, it seems as though our culture doesn’t really value wisdom and knowledge. Instead of men and women becoming famous for their great works of literature and wise sayings….it seems as though we tend to focus more on people who are known for lesser things;
—-) Kim Kardashian and Paris Hilton are famous for their sex tapes
—-) Hugh Hefner is famous for being a senior that sleeps with young women
—-) Howard Stern is the most wealthy radio personality in America and he’s not known for his intellect; but rather his dirty sense of humor
The quickest way for someone to gain fame in Western Culture is to do something that is taboo. Are you an aspiring author and want to get a book published? Then write about your year of working as a stripper and sex-worker; author Diablo Cody’s little sex memoir ended up leading her to a career as a successful screen writer.
I’m sure if I thought about it long enough I could come up with a few exceptions to the rule but when television reality stars are able to write trivial books about nothing and yet score high on the New York Times bestseller list….I think it’s an indication of what our culture truly values.
Over the past decade there have even been Christian churches who have gotten into the swing of using sensationalism to try and gain notoriety; some churches create ‘Hell Houses’ during the Halloween season which are extremely sick and twisted ‘haunted houses’ designed to scare the living s**t out of people and tell them they are ‘headed to hell’. The ‘Hell Houses’ got the public’s attention and numerous documentary crews and local news shows did stories on them.
Thus, instead of these churches becoming ‘famous’ by their service to the poor and needy….they used sensationalism as an avenue to get people to notice them.
One of the downsides of my little blog is that it doesn’t give readers an entire picture of who I am; I leave out the curse words that too often flow from my tongue and I tend to not write about the thousands of imperfections and bad habits I’m trying to overcome….I clearly have a long way to go on the road to maturity. But hopefully my writing gives a little indication of my hope to grow and mature; because at the core of my heart is a desire to talk about the things that matter most; to discuss the things that aren’t getting discussed or aren’t being talked about enough.
Did I stand up resolutely and leave the table when the old guy’s started sharing their prostitute stories? No….I’m not going to lie and pretend I’m some kind of saint……but I can at least admit that some things make me uncomfortable and I hope that I continue maturing a little bit further in my own spiritual and intellectual growth.
I need another coffee now,
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