Normally Maria does Friday’s AI, but she cut out early. But Rebecca is demanding we all work overtime this week, so if she asks, you just saw an Indian girl running through here, stack of papers in arm, yelling into her cell phone for someone to have that report on her desk by 5.
It’s Friday, so it’s cute animal day. And it’s Friday, so it’s time for a sex question. And it’s Friday, and I’m sick as a paraplegic leper in a prayer tent. And it’s Friday, so I’ve been drunk for the last 87 hours. And it’s Friday, so animals+sex+sick+probably drunk = the perfect recipe for… what else? Bestiality!
I’ve been reading the book Where do Nudists Keep Their Hankies? by Mitchell Symons. It’s a book of questions you either never asked or never wondered about sex.
One of the topics brought up in the book is the question of bestiality and whether it’s moral. My knee jerk reaction has always been, of course it’s immoral! But I never thought about it more than that. I really don’t want to think about it more than that.Â But is it just me being puritanical and refusing to be sympathetic to someone else’s preference? Or is it really wrong?
What do you think? Is it wrong to get tight and shiny with an animal? Is it just weird and gross? Or is it totally fun and I’m just a prude?