How can it be that conservatives are so preoccupied with restraints on sexual freedoms while simultaneously claiming to be for smaller government? Conversely, those who favor every kind of liberty when it comes to sex find themselves very much at home with big government. Why is this?
For one, “Sexual liberty” is a narrow view of liberty as a whole. True liberty ecompases much more than merely the freedom to follow natural instincts to procreate with no more concern for the consequences than dogs. On the other hand a young man with an entrepreneurial spirit wishing to start a business of his own will learn very quickly that liberty outside of free-for-all sex is an illusion. He will encounter an army of unfeeling and uncaring bureaucrats armed to the teeth with volumes upon volumes of regulations that they intend to enforce, and that my friends doesn’t give one a warm feeling of freedom.
But we as a people have grown used to a government that has taken on the persona of Mother. “Don’t do that little Johnny, you might fall!” “Make sure you eat your organic vegetables little Susie… so you can be a healthy girl”. “Make sure you wash your hands… Hold onto that handrail… Put your seatbelt on… Don’t spray the glass cleaner in your eyes…” and on and on.
We all must admit that the thoughts that over-protective Mama-government not halting traffic for us and holding our hands as we cross the street evokes, at least a little, insecurity. There is a comfort in Mother’s mandate that we stay on her side of the street where she can keep an eye on us, and us out of trouble; all the while consoling us that we can self-gratify sexually all we wish, under the protection of her skirt.
But true liberty calls from the wild. Her voice distant, and all but silent. She beckons the young man come to the neighborhood of uncertainty where she resides, wherein we might discover our destiny, reach our true potential and outside of which we will never be anything but Mama’s little government boy.