Many acts that we perform are insidious, many people do not realize the character that it destroys when we indulge in certain activities. Things that appeal solely to the flesh (role playing, toys, fetishes, ..) are superficial and show a disregard for the persons involved - these acts are insatiable, they never leave one content and invariably become a vice. I imagine that this conclusion may be controversial or subject to contention, but that is definitely and unequivocally my experiences.
First: unless you have misspoken, it appears as though you cede sexual activities aren't
necessarily a vice; but rather that they can
become one.
You state that in your experience, anecdotally, this is always the case. Perhaps it is (I don't know): for
you, perhaps. Some personalities are prone to addiction to this or that, but not every personality. For instance, and I don't mean to be crass, I've used toys during sex (or alone), and I wouldn't call this a vice; I'm certainly capable and willing to have vanilla, no-toy sex with a partner.
Second: you say that these things "show a disregard for the persons involved," but I don't understand this accusation. In what sense does bringing a sex toy into the picture show disregard for a partner?
People take for granted that just because we can't visualize or quantify the damage done, then there has been no consequence. But, I will affirm: show me the sexual practice, and I'll show you the character. ...tell me MM, that you wouldn't notice a distinct dichotomy in character between a person who is monogamous and conservative in their sexual standards, as opposed to one who is either promiscuous or practices S & M?
I have been what you would likely call promiscuous: if I'm not in a relationship commitment and opportunities arise, I might seize them (e.g., I meet someone interesting at a bar or a show, and take her home: which may or may not lead to anything else). When I am in a relationship commitment, I'm monogamous faithfully: I do not break my word, implicitly or explicitly given, to those whom I give it to.
While I abhor pain (giving or receiving), I've engaged in bedroom power politics (so, someone being dominant and someone being submissive) in more subtle ways.
Technically I've fulfilled both of your cautionary statements is what I'm getting at here, but I'm not sure what "dichotomy in character" you're trying to warn about: I'm not an unsavory character. Most people find me pleasing to be around or to converse with. I consider myself successful, having finished by BS in physics and working on a bridge from my MS to PhD as we speak. (I am late in doing this, being in my 30's, but I suffered an accident that rendered me unable to speak, which sort of threw me for a major loop in my 20's having to figure out my entire life all over again; living with this disability).
Is it possible that you have a caricature in mind of people that don't treat sex like this massive taboo, something which only vagabonds and scoundrels involve themselves with? Because I have sex --
lesbian sex, no less (and I only say this because that's supposed to be "bad" somehow) -- yet I work a full time job while turning an MS into a PhD in astrophysics, maintain healthy relationships with family and friends, and contribute to my community whenever there is time (I've been an activist politically and with charity since my 20's). If something is wrong with my character despite this sex-having, I'm not sure what it would be.
(I don't claim to be perfect, of course, but I feel like the point can be made).
Consent does by no means determine whether an act is immoral or not. Many chose to smoke cigarettes, over eat, drive too fast, over drink, etc... Two consenting adults has no bearing on their ability to discern right from wrong, ...especially when, again, certain acts are not quantifiably destructive.
Everything you listed is quantifiably destructive, though: if you're to make an analogy to something that doesn't harm anybody, why do you have to refer to acts which very obviously do harm somebody?
Where's the connection to merely existing as a homosexual? Who does that harm?
This is an ongoing debate between the experts whether one is born homosexual or not. I'm in no position to challenge you on this, but I do know that certain desires can be either acquired or curbed, at least from my own experiences.
I attempted to be straight twice: during nearly all of high school (because I was terrified of the things I was feeling and the things that I
knew people thought about them! I grew up in a small midwestern town, I was not an idiot, and I knew what people would have thought). I dated boys as best I could, but it was only lying to myself: it was only
hurting myself to try. Have you ever lied to yourself before for four years on something so fundamental? Perhaps you have: but I want to impress how much a girl can wish so earnestly that she wasn't different and therefore hated and ridiculed and scorned by others. Wish as I might have, I couldn't help who I am.
I tried again after Mom died, and I picked up Christianity as a crutch (I am not saying this is what all Christians do, I am just being honest about my experiences). I had just moved out on my own, was living in a college town. I figured God would want me to try as hard as I could to like men instead of women, so I
tried. This whole thing was my refuge from that pain of loss, so I am fully admitting up front that I wasn't in a right state of mind, I was full of grief. But I did try, I thought maybe dating more intellectual college men would help: it did not.
I stopped hating myself and trying to be someone I wasn't over time: when I started figuring out that I was never a Christian for the right reasons in the first place (I had no intellectual basis for doing so, only emotional ones). As I matured I started figuring out that there was no reason to be ashamed of who I was and for being attracted to who I was attracted. It was a hard fought battle to even be comfortable with myself.
I don't expect my anecdote to change your mind about it, but maybe it gives you more of an idea what it's like: imagine having someone tell me that I "chose" this, especially when I was staring at the ceiling
every night wondering what was wrong with me
only because the people around me insinuated something was.
Then, just to carry the anecdote further, I fell in love: because I understand the weight of the word, I don't count every infatuation as this word. But I did, I found romantic love with a woman I was with for seven years. We almost married. Over a long period of time, we gradually became different people -- it happens even to heterosexuals -- and we split amicably. But it hurts my heart even to this day not to wake up beside her, even though it's best that we don't (different people now, and all that: she'd never be happy, I'd never be happy). I will
always love her, and she will probably always love me. Nobody can cheapen that, or call it something less than the love two heterosexual people might have. And I hope that I ever feel that way about someone again (and I'm sure I will).
Yes, but not as comprehensively as two distinct genders can, I believe.
I'm not sure about this. People are so vastly different, within sexes and genders, and between sexes and genders. And I'm not sure how much it really matters.
I'm a feminine woman, and I may be a lesbian, but I'm not really attracted to masculine women. I date other feminine women. So in these cases, I suppose this would be lacking in your worldview that you've expressed (there is perhaps less complementarianism between two feminine women than between a masculine man and feminine woman, or even a masculine woman and feminine woman). I have never felt anything lacking about this, though. I feel like this is what family and friendships (really, chosen family) are for. If I need masculine traits in somebody, I turn to them; and they have my back.
I was referring to my own desires also as being deficient or misguided. I'm attracted to women, and yet my desires in that area can lead to very perverse and offensive thoughts. I hold myself just as accountable as anyone in having unhealthy desires. Again, to me, certain acts are unhealthy to one's spirit whether or not we can visualize the damage that readily. ...there will be obvious effects to one's character between a person who choses to do nothing but play video games all day, where another prefers to be more industrious. Or, especially between those who are philanthropic, and those who are not. The difference in character will be quite evident.
I'm not sure what you mean by this. I have sat lazily and played video games some days, but I have also been very active in my community. I feel like you may have this notion of people as cartoonish caricatures that are very one-dimensional, with little depth or variety within the same person. Do you think that might be the case?
A person can be earnest, charitable, and just while also being a person with an active sex life or that plays video games in their spare time, or whatever. People are complicated. Some of these things can certainly be vices, but just because some people don't control themselves or exercise temperance doesn't mean those things are bad in and of themselves. Even when you mentioned drinking somewhere above, you had said "over drink," implying that it's the excess that's really the problem. N'est-ce pas?
I believe that He did, but you're not looking in the right places for it - don't assume that where there is no complaint, that there is no harm...
Thanks MM!
And so this wraps back to the original supposition: it would be more just for God to give us an informed choice if there is a choice to make.
I could understand how it would count if we're given functioning moral compasses: it registers to me as wrong to hurt somebody, it registers to me as wrong to hurt myself, it registers to me as wrong to steal something that isn't mine, so on and so forth. If God exists, I'd say this counts as giving me information: should I do one of these things, I know I have wronged, and I would feel guilty for it. I would feel remorse.
But since this got side-tracked a little bit by me raising the example of my being a lesbian, I think it's a good question: if this is somehow wrong, why wouldn't God have given me a moral compass that says so? Why make me like this in the first place, why set people in my path that I’ll desperately fall in love with, bond with emotionally, why have only mostly beautiful things come out of this?
Tying into this, we have my point about the honest skeptic (which, I know you were skeptical of existing, but which I can very clearly introspect exists, being one myself). I have these moral intuitions, and that's all that I have to go on. All these different religions say that this thing is bad or that thing is bad, but many of these taboos don't register at all on a moral scale. I don't think that eating shellfish is a moral problem, I don't think my loving women and failing to be attracted to men is a moral problem.
As far as I can tell, morality is about suffering and victimhood: these are the only things that trigger my internal "this is a moral question" alarm.
If there's something besides that, I would have to know that to be the case. And that seems to come back to God and God giving us enough information to make informed choices in order to be just.