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Purity Balls - like cotillions, only creepier

Dr. Nik sent me a link to this article about "Purity Balls" awhile ago. Although it sounds like some sort of fascinating "gynecological gizmongery" (my favorite turn of phrase from the article) it is in actuality a prom for fathers (also known at this event as "high priests." I kid you not.) and daughters where the daughters pledge to preserve their virginity until their father gives them away in marriage. And the father vows to pretty much scare the shit out of any suitors to their home with shot guns and what have you. Or so I assume. Anyway, it's an interesting read and the author is as horrified as you and I may be on the whole issue.

Promises are made to be broken. Education lasts a lifetime. What's that phrase?Give a man a fish and he eats for a day, teach a man to fish and he eats for a lifetime. There needs to be a whole lot more teaching and a lot less promising that you won't go fishing without yer Daddy. Er...whatever. Gross.

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DecemberFlower said…
I read about this a couple of months ago, shortly after the South Dakota abortion ban was passed.

http://orwellsgrave.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-i-saved-my-first-kiss-for-marriage.html

I still think the idea of it is extremely creepy.
4:09 PM
DecemberFlower said…
Blogger doesn't like links, I guess.
4:22 PM
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