I know a guy who married the wrong woman because for the first time in his life he was having sex. And he was fooled into thinking he was in love—for a while.

I know a girl who was smarter than seven colleges. She dropped out of high school when she got pregnant.

I know a guy who’s haunted by the abortion of a casual hook up.

I know a young woman who’s confused and angry because she never had a father.

I know a man who has a venereal disease and after a few dates with women he has to explain it to them and watch them recoil.

I knew a man who died of AIDS.

I don’t know who came up with the idea that sex was consequence free; whether it was the genius advertisers pushing The Pill, or Hugh Hefner, or just some kind of agreed upon cultural delusion, it doesn’t really matter. The reality is that we’re all stuck with the consequences of the myth of consequence free sex. In fact, we’ve promulgated the myth for so long we have generations for whom the thought of consequences to sexual relations is an oddity. Abstinence has become a cultural punchline.

Continue reading at the National Catholic Register>>>