WHILE sorting donated books to be put on sale for a charity event called Their Books last week, I felt I had to post the following advisory in our event’s Facebook page:

Their Books would like to advise donors to make sure no personal documents are included in their donations. Their Books has found diaries, planners, photo albums and similar items carrying information about the owners’ finances, family woes and failed relationships. Although grieving over the death of a pet dog and having a jerk for a boyfriend are a universal experience, some people might find other uses of these pieces of personal information.

Anybody here has read George Orwell’s “Animal Farm”? It has a lot of talking animals in it, like pigs, goats, puppies, chickens, cows, cats — creatures humans commonly raise as pets and livestock.

“Animal Farm” tells the simple and tragic story of what happens when the oppressed farm animals rebel, drive away their human masters and rule the farm themselves. Their efforts to unite all animals together against humans are boiled down into one basic statement: “Four legs good, two legs bad,” with wings counting as legs to accommodate the bird kingdom.

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I am not for the posers and all that fake rakistas represent. I am not for those whose idea of coolness doesn’t go beyond image and a fatalistic embrace of a bleak future. I am not for the arrogant urbanites whose “rock sophistication” snubs at the proudly local. Rather, I am for a new generation of rockers whose music complements their true identity, a positive attitude in life and genuine concern for others.

This article is about sex. But don’t get me wrong. I’m the last person to feel comfortable with the topic. Sex should not be discussed in public, sex is sacred, sex is for procreation purposes only, sex should only be between man and woman – not between man and duck, man and boy, or boy and mango tree. Most of all, sex should be done only with God Almighty’s blessing in marriage. Amen? Of course, Amen!

Sex is good; we should have plenty of it, three times a week. To Dad and Mom, Mother Superior and Father Confessor, to all the Rene Josef Bullecers in the world, sex is the ultimate pleasure and what a waste of time it is every time you and your church try to convince us otherwise.

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