I just love when Hollywood attacks Christians and distorts our faith because entertainers don’t want to be judged for using a midget as a sex toy, holding a microphone to broadcast their vagina’s monologue or violating themselves with a Styrofoam finger on national TV in hopes of fostering world peace and stopping world hunger. Yes, I’m talking about you, Miley Cyrus. It’s not sex that is dirty or even necessarily sinful, but rather it has been degraded into the tainted product of a society that neither has the sense or the soul God gave them to realize shameless celebrities like yourself reduce the beauty of human sexuality to a cheap sideshow of mindless desecration. If your life’s greatest ambition is to be a stripper or a porn star, so be it. That’s your sentient choice. Just don’t accuse me of believing in fairy tales or being a Puritanical extremist because you lack the wit, eloquence or perspective to distinguish between talent and perversion, respect and repugnance. And just in case you forgot, and I know you did, the religious fanatic known as Jesus Christ didn’t wash the feet of a prostitute because he believed in righteously condemning the commercial exploits of artistic whores to the fiery pits of hell. He merely believed the sanctity of life, the salvation of mankind, lies far beyond the reach of our genitals. Too bad some “divine” concepts are simply too difficult for a liberal to understand; unless, that is, you’re a fully concealed Muslim woman forced to walk behind your husband and remain silent as he watches Wrecking Ball on his iPhone.