The reason that I am not a Catholic has a lot to do with why I am considered a loose cannon on the Left. All I gotta do is say that the picture
shows an attractive woman. I mean, attractive to me. Hmmrummm.
You see, I’m supposed to say (but I don’t) that she wears too much make-up; that she is hanging out of her clothes; that she shows no intelligence whatsoever in her vacant stare, so primal and beyond authentic intimacy.
I like lots of make-up. Lots.
I like big breasts on women, and
I like exhibitionists who enhance their breasts by means of surgery.
I like women who at simulate worship.
Now, you can see the connection between my leaving the so-called Catholic faith and my disturbing my so-called progressive peers.
At two minutes fourteen seconds: “Why do you like to wear a leash?” — “I dunno. I like to be dominated. It is a real metal leash. It’s something you’d walk your dog with.”