Disclaimer: This is posted on both my blogs because I want as a many people as possible to read Anne's letter (below). Also, this is an issue I feel very passionately about... in case you don't pick up on my feelings by the end of my post. I didn't even plan to write anything other than the link to Anne's post with a short explanation, but then all of THIS came out of my fingertips... ***** My friend, Anne, just posted this letter yesterday on her blog. I highly suggest you read it. She also wrote a full blog post before the letter (press previous post) explaining her opinion on the issue in more detail. http://azhappyhour.wordpress.com/2011/05/01/open-letter-to-kiss-fm/ Basically, sex slavery is rampant in our country, especially in Phoenix, which I believe has the 2nd highest rate of the trafficking in the country. Of course almost everyone thinks sex slavery is wrong - except those sick individuals who manipulate women and sell girls' bodies I guess. But the thing is we don't live like it's wrong. We live like the sex that is so pervasive in our society is okay. It's okay that our films are becoming increasingly illicit and graphic. It takes a lot to even earn an R rating these days. It's okay that there are strip clubs and lingerie stories and adult video shops on every corner in Phoenix. It's okay that boys in elementary and middle school are looking at soft porn on the Internet and will likely be addicted to doing so for the rest of their lives. It's okay that push-up bras are being sold at Abercrombie kids. It's okay if you want to to enter a wet t-shirt contest, a body paint contest, or a hand bra contest like the one Anne is speaking out against in her letter. It's okay for men to buy sex, as long as it's over the Internet or at a strip bar and as long as it doesn't involve actual "intercourse." Right? Wrong. Our society's desensitivity to sex is what leads to sex trafficking. It's after men are exposed to pornography, strippers, and prostitutes that they become disillusioned into thinking it might be okay to force a girl into the sex industry. It's after men are sexually abused that they are willing to abuse others. It's when girls think it's fun to wear a wet t-shirt or take off their shirts to win a trip to Vegas or concert tickets (and the attention of every guy at a bar) that these girls soon find themselves surrounded by men who will force them, manipulate them or threaten them to take off their clothes. It's the fault of every Christian man who secretly looks at porn, buys filthy magazines, or rents dirty movies for perpetuating the horrific crime and sin of sex trafficking, and it's the fault of the church for failing to convict and confront these sins. Yes, I said it's your fault "Christian" man - who refuses to repent of your sin of feeding the sex industry of our country by clicking on websites and buying media that filters more money into this sick economy. If no one was buying, they wouldn't have anything to sell right? Shame on Christian men for being the demand in the supply and demand chain of the sex industry in our country. For you, it's only an Internet ad or an adult movie on Netflix, but for someone else it's an actual human being, a young girl that is bought and sold and has no other choice. *I used the word shame in this post and I hardly ever use the word shame. But the truth of the matter is that shame covers the illicit sex in our country. Shame covers the abuse, the rape, the exploitation. Shame covers the photo shoots of topless models and the back rooms of the strip clubs. Shame covers the computer screens hosting pictures of naked women. But I have a Savior who takes away the shame of the world. I have Savior who redeems, restores, and is "making all things new" (Rev. 21:5). His name is Jesus and He has the power to remove the guilt and shame of the sex industry and impart His grace on both those who instigate these crimes and those who are the victims of these crimes. It is my sincere prayer that Jesus will shed light in the darkest corners of sex trafficking, that He will convict the hearts of those girls thinking about entering KISS 106's hand bra contest and that He will lead the church to repentance over its involvement with this sin and grow up strong, pure, godly male leaders in churches across the country. For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation for all people, training us to renounce ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright, and godly lives in the present age, waiting for our blessed hope, the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to redeem us from all lawlessness and to purify for himself a people for his own possession who are zealous for good works. ~Titus 2:11-14~ ... Read more
BINGO!
Don't let the title of this post mislead you, because although we went to play bingo with a couple of our friends recently, we didn't actually say "BINGO!" the entire night... For a while Micah has been itching to play bingo (itching? I don't know how I feel about that verb, but I'm just going to go with it...). The annoying thing about bingo is that since it is a game that appeals to the elderly, it starts at ridiculously early times. This night bingo started at 6:30pm. On a Saturday! And they told us to get there 45 minutes early. We didn't even get to eat dinner! And if we had known in advance how long this bingo game would last, we definitely would have nourished ourselves properly beforehand, even if it meant a 4pm dinner. This is what I went to Bingo imagining: We are going to hang out with our friends, Alexis and Shane. We are each going to pay for some Bingo cards (like $1-2 per card). We will probably each play five or six games (aka spend $10-12). We will try to get five numbers in a row across our boards. At least one of us will win. It will be awesome. When we get tired of playing, we'll go grab something to eat together. Wrong. On all accounts. Has anyone ever explained to you how complicated bingo is? I mean, it's not complicated in and of itself - you just cover numbers with a stamp - but going to a full-fledged bingo hall is complex. This bingo place, Reflections, is voted Best Bingo in Phoenix every year, so thinking it might be really busy, Micah and I arrived at the bingo hall 45 minutes early like we were advised. It turns out there was no need for this. While there was a good showing that night, it did not get anywhere close to full. So we sat for quite awhile before we even got to start playing. However, this was a good thing, because I had to figure out how to play the game during this time. So much for five squares in a row. Bingo does not work that way. We were forced to buy a big book of games for $15 each. Already over our spending quota for the night. (This spending was increased when Micah visited the snack bar not once but twice to sustain hismself during this very long, dinner-stealing game). Then we had to figure out how to play each game. On some games you are trying to make a block of six squares, on some you are trying to get a row on any of the edges, and on others you are trying to match a pattern so complicated that I had to keep looking at the key throughout to the game to make sure I was doing it right. I seriously held up the line to buy the books for at least ten minutes, because I had so many questions to ask the attendent about how to play all the various games. He was super helpful, although the lady behind me said loudly about five minutes into our conversaation "I always pick the wrong line." Sorry lady. Bingo is more complicated than getting your PhD if you ask me. So we eventually started playing and we were pumped. There was so much adrenaline at first. Probably because we thought one of us was going to win. We are such suckers. The last game before the intermission was the big $1,000 blackout jackpot where you try to fill every square on your board. When none of us won that one things went downhill from there. We had to sit through this long intermission, while they did raffle giveaways (which we also didn't win) and then we had to sit through some bonus bingo games that we didn't pay the extra money to play. We resorted to doing dauber art on blank papers and Alexis taught me how to play Angry Birds. Yes, I did not know how to play Angry Birds until two weeks ago. And I still don't have an i-phone. My friend, Stacey, just got an i-phone this weekend, so I am officially the LAST of all my best friends not to have one. I feel slightly alone in the world, but I'll have to recover, because Micah has informed me that we are not getting them anytime soon. Anyway, after this much too long break in playing, the regular games finally started again, but our hopes diminished slowly as we tore off sheet after sheet of games not won. By the third to last game, I started praying fervently (not exaggerating) that one of us would win to increase the morale of our group. God said no. I honestly thought when you go with a group to play bingo someone in your group always wins. Apparently this is not true. We each walked away $16 poorer and a little exhausted. The entire process took three hours! Not including the 45 minutes we waited before the games started. During the intermission, we decided we would go out for Mexican food after we finished, but when we walked out to the parking lot at 9:30pm we decided to skip dinner and head for home. However, don't think this night was terrible. It was not. It was just one of those awkward, funny experiences that you would do differently next time. We all decided we liked playing Bingo, but would rather play at a casino where it is faster paced and there is more flexibility to come and go as you please. However, let me share some highlights of my night, because I never knew Bingo was such an intense pastime. I was fascinated by the devotion some of these people were showing... Here is my spread with the key for each game on the right. Complicated... right? Dauber purse #1. This is real! Dauber purse #2. Amazing. No, these do not belong to Alexis and me, unfortunately... One person's spread. Apparently they don't take the "no outside food or drink" rule too seriously. If only we had known! There was a Dairy Queen right down the sreet that was calling my name... This set-up would not be complete without the lucky troll right in the middle... This was painted on the wall. The money bag was very misleading... Also, we left feeling thankful for our new friends Alexis and Shane. They are the kind of couple who is up for anything. In a world of planners, calendars, and agendas (on your i-phone or on paper for those of us who are old-fashioned), it's often so hard to coordinate get togethers with other couples. But Alexis and Shane are the kind of people who just show up. Of course, sometimes they do have prior commitments like everyone else, but if they have the time or they don't have anything else planned, they don't hesitate, they just come hang out. We love that about them and hope to develop that same characteristic as a couple. Alexis and Shane. Shane was doing a trial run for Moustache May. Very successful trial if you ask me. So even though I learned a significant lesson about bingo that night - you don't always win - I had a great time with friends trying a new, funny, suprisingly complicated and frustrating game and it was worth every minute and all sixteen dollars! ... Read more
Hoorah!
I am thrilled/intimidated to announce that I will be presenting my mommy blog paper at an academic conference in the fall. I just found out today that my project has been accepted to the Internet Research 12.0 conference in Seattle in October. I am so excited about this, but also very nervous to stand up and present my work to experienced internet researchers when I just learned what reddit is like three months ago... I am an internet dunce. However, it will be a great learning experience for me and I am excited for a trip in the fall that will include seeing friends and family in Seattle. When I told Micah the news he was very excited, and then he stopped and said "I thought you were going to apply to conferences that are in sunny places. Why would we want to go to Seattle in October?" True. Next mission is to get accepted to a conference in Hawaii... But for now I feel blessed and excited and eager to continue working on this project. In celebration, allow me to post pictures of the top mamas of all mom bloggers... Dooce Pioneer Woman ... Read more
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