I get SEX IS DEATH mail...

A Catholic opera fan (Wagner? Ack!) who quotes Dostoyevsky and Chesterton (Marry me!), who sneers at Big Babykilling's monstrous agenda (Joy!), has apparently read all my SEX IS DEATH posts (Marry me!), liked them (Marry me!), and survived. (Please marry me!)


Mdm. Butterfly said...

Thanks for your excellent post. I really appreciate reading something that combats our modern, Fruedian understanding of sex.

I also enjoyed the post today on women. You may be aware of this, but Alexis de Touqueville on visiting America wrote that if he were to attribute the strength of this country to one thing it would be the superiority of its women. Today, however, the superiority American women formerly enjoyed is rapidly deteriorating, as you noted. I think our country too proportionately falls.

Thanks, once again.


Thank you, Madame.

I have ceased to be amazed by the genius Tocqueville because he does not seem to have gotten anything wrong.

As for Freud, here's a little ditty:


[Sung to the tune of When Johnny Comes Marching Home]

Sometimes Sigmund Freud's cigar was smoked by his sister-in-law,
Sometimes Sigmund Freud's cigar was smoked by his sister-in-law.
For the True Believers in Freudian Sex, this is the meaning of Oedipus Rex And it all began when Siggie made it up.



But seriously, Madame, I would like to thank you for visiting my idiot blog and the too kind words about same. May God bless you and yours and may He strengthen you in your counter-revolutionary activities.

And, as always, Keep The Faith, baby.