An earlier post of mine, “Dear Lord…”, has plead guilty to the act of self-plagiarism (which is, admittedly, rarely as enjoyable as self-pleasuring). It was a previously published article of mine in which the only real altering that occurred was my changing of the title (with the help of The Temptations–ah yeah). Think of it as nothing more than a rogue radical reformer experimenting with what my ancestors would truly see as dancing with the devil–or myself, if you believe in the power of idol(s). Mennonites, after all, are not known for being technologically savvy, so you have to allow for a period of Anabaptist acclimation. Never fear, for what we lack in technological competence is more than compensated by our general predilection for being sexy. It’s not our fault that our pheromones are off the charts. It’s just that our amorousness is, well, one might say . . . otherworldly.
