As I’ve mentioned before, I think the worst sin is hypocrisy. Others may disagree, thinking there are others that are more worthy of a lower level of Hell, but for me saying one thing and doing another is the worst. So this brings me to opine that the whole outrage of over losing one’s virginity to a couch is not such a big deal. In our charged political discourse, JD Vance is getting a lot of negative coverage for just that thing. As it turns out, there’s no real evidence that it actually happened to him, and whoever said it happened in his novel, Hillbilly Elegy—and I saw the the movie adaptation of that mess and thought it was horrifyingly bad—no one can find it and apparently it didn’t happen in the novel. So it’s a charge that somebody invented.
But even if true, in life or fiction, I don’t think it’s that horrible a thing. You see, that’s what happened to me. There was a point in my puberty where I discovered part of me growing and getting excited. And I decided to experiment on the couch. It felt really good between those cushions, and then, oh my, what a surprise! Clean up on aisle 11!
I’m sure the same thing happened to many young boys. Maybe even the person who made up the idea about Vance, or else why did someone think of that? But is there anything wrong with that? Not really, as long as you do hide the result. So I can’t get really upset about the charge of virginity loss involving furniture.
However, if you want to talk about abortion bans, Project 2025, stupid plans for fascist governance—now we can discuss truly reprehensible ideas.
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