Wow, the 50 Shades of Grey S&M movie really kicked butt this weekend, and supposedly 100 million copies of this inane venture into pornography have been sold.
That means it’s time for knock-offs.
This morning the shelves at my local supermarket were lined with the first three books or so of This Man, a series of novels by Jodi Ellen Malpas. Yup–another blockbuster “novel,” written by a woman, about a woman getting a real charge out of being abused and humiliated. Another New York Times best-seller!
Let’s go to the Book Description on amazon.com. I hope you’ve got your barf bag ready. Here it is:
Young interior designer Ava O’Shea has no idea what awaits her at the Manor [gee, this is already getting corny]. A run-of-the-mill consultation with a stodgy country gent seems likely, but what Ava finds instead [instead of Nigel Bruce, presumably] is Jesse Ward–a devastatingly handsome, utterly confident, pleasure-seeking playboy who knows no boundaries. [That’s me retching in the background.] Ava doesn’t want to be attracted to this man, and yet she can’t control the overwhelming desire that he stirs in her. She knows that her heart will never survive him and her instinct is to run, but Jesse is not willing to let her go. He wants her and is determined to have her…
I can’t stand any more.
Fifty years of feminism, and this is what we wind up with.
I keep telling you that if you can’t conserve the culture, you can’t conserve anything. But it’s always easy to appeal to the sin part of our nature, and when dreck like this comes out, people lap it up.
This is why we need a Savior. Only Jesus Christ can pull us out of this slime pit.
Read the Book of Revelation to see what a hard job that’ll be.
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