John H. Richardson rails against cultural prudishness:
I want to suggest that sex, be it adulterous or premarital or deviant or polyamorous, is a good thing, not a bad thing, and that sex itself is the moment of grace. And that our sterile idea of perfection is the actual sin.
To start with the subject on the table, adultery is a brave rebellion against the invisible prison we build for ourselves. When the sad little man Larry Craig widened his stance in that airport bathroom, it was probably the most honest and courageous act of his life. When Clinton got that blowjob in the White House, he wasn’t indulging a weakness (and an eager intern) but enacting the hero’s journey of reconciling inner and outer, risking all to break through the wall of hypocritical purity he had spent years building and projecting to the world in the effort to get elected. By risking martyrdom, in fact, he lifted himself up into an exaltation we still refuse to understand.
By declaring that which is most beautiful to be filthy, that which is most natural to be unnatural, by always making laws against and never for, we ensure that laws will continue to be broken and we will always have spouses to scorn and a Christ to crucify.
I’ll let readers have a first crack at this argument; but stay tuned …