My dismay was renewed when a week or so later the same national newspaper carried an article on high-priced entry fees for a string of "adult" pools at hotels in Las Vegas. There is a heavy emphasis on "Sin City" in their promotional literature — on partial nudity, raucous music, drinking, the poolside populated by hired "celebrities" to entice individuals to pony up a sizeable wad of cash to participate in a wholly hedonistic experience.
The articles sicken me because rather than portray these activities for what they are — sin and evil — they are promoted as chic and hip, the latest and best activities for the more "enlightened" among us.
I have heard the timeless adage throughout my life, "A stick is a stick is a stick." You can use it as an imaginary sword, you can paint it, you can use it as a staff, you can wave it through the air and swear that it is a lightsaber. Nevertheless, it remains a stick.