I broke my Californian Morman Silee's heart last night by bearing down on him for recently snapping up the latest & greatest pocket computer.
He couldn't answer logically why he'd justified the purchase. Instead, he just laughed nervously as I continued to interrogate.
So, why exactly should he be scorned for owning the latest, most advanced smartphone?
To make him think. So few people actually do this anymore.
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This is why I'm a card-carrying Samson guy:
There is nothing on Earth I enjoy more than watching videos of gorgeous, hot guys having sex with each other. Particularly hot guys who are really into each other's bodies. All along, giving the impression, to the audience (me!), that they have a love for each other that's being expressed sexually. Too, it's icing on the cake if these videos are well lit ("high" production values), and the set (where the sex is taking place) is seemingly well designed.
To take it a step further, I like following certain gay porn models by watching video after video of them having sex with various other men or mens (or just themselves). It's a way for me to privately "get to know" / form a "relationship" these men who're dedicated to their field. Especially from the standpoint of how they specifically engage with their onscreen lovers.
In all honesty, watching these muscled, hairy studs orgasm is the zenith of pleasurable experiences for Rob. Seeing this is like winning the lottery! Especially when the camera captures their countenance as they're climaxing. Seeing their eyes roll back into their skulls as they hold their breath / moan in ecstasy...losing all semblance of respectable cool. This is what I (my flesh) live to see!
And as you know, dear reader, the Internet is / was designed for PORN!
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The absolute first line of defense that I have against satiating my fleshly craving to consume videos of men having sex is to pull back far enough to attack the problem via access.
You cannot run if you're crippled. It's as simple as that.
Hence, in order to properly advocate for myself, I had to willingly hamstring relative to tech. And this approach has served me incredibly well.
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So, who am I exactly relative to tech?
The Turners don't own a television other than a 27" Sony CRT that I purchased back in 2000 ($549.99 at Best Buy) when I passed the Architectural Registration Exam. It's in an entertainment cabinet at the foot of our bed in the master bedroom. It isn't tied to CATV or an Internet streaming service. All this behemoth is capable of doing is playing DVD video at 480i resolution (it does have a 16:9 widescreen viewing mode).
My wife, Angie, bought an Internet tablet years ago, but I don't have the passcode to unlock. We do not subscribe to any Internet streaming service nor are we a member of Amazon Prime.
My smartphone is so antiquated that it's really only suited for calls, texting, and navigation. It will take photos / videos, but it has so little memory that it won't hold too many. I am not engaged in social media at all. The notion of using my pocket computer to make video / photo selfies sounds about as interesting (& productive) as watching (or starring in) episodes of Teletubbies.
I do not and would not ever own a computer watch.
The laptop I have at home (to engage in the virtual Samson Society group, "Brain Changers", on Sunday afternoons) is a dinosaur. Surfing the Internet is possible, but it's very laborious. I often get the "High Memory Usage!" warning whilst having multiple tabs open within the browser.
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I came to adjudicate early on as a young man (pre-Internet) that it would greatly benefit me to become a contrarian to westerner's passionate pursuit of media consumption if I wanted to live any form of a fulfilling, Christ-centric life. Having been reared within a household where television broadcasting (CATV) was consumed nightly (weekdays & weekends), it didn't take me long to wake up to how much precious time I'd wasted staring at my parents' 20" Toshiba CRT television.
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Be smart, dear reader. If you enjoy lust as much as Rob does (& are as convicted as I am relative to its spiritual toxicity), put yourself on a very short (hardware / software) leash today. It's your first line of defense against being normal.
From there, use your time to read or write a book / poetry, play or compose a song on a musical instrument, exercise, volunteer, visit a friend, plant / tend to a garden, etc.
Anything is more respectable than staring at a screen, consuming mind-rotting content that will do you no good down the road.
