The first sex shop in the city of Columbia, SC may be shut down after members of the City Council voted to effectively ban sex shops from the city.
Unhappy wives had been appealing to the council for weeks after the “adult superstore” got its business license on December 4, citing their fear that having an adult store so close to their homes rather than on the outskirts of the city would lead their husbands to frequent such establishments more often and risk their friends at the Country Club seeing their cars.
Shelby, a conservative Christian and devoted mother of four, asks how she is supposed to explain it to her children.
Despite the fact that my children have never once pointed to a store and asked me what it was, what am I supposed to tell them when they do? Do they really need to know that mommy met daddy when she was paying her way through college as a stripper? Do I really want them to talk about it when playing tennis at the Club?
The store, located in one of the busiest and ugliest corridors within city limits, is further off the road than anything nearby, but this is not enough for many of the anti-sex women in the town. Ann, a retiree who lives nearby, is worried about her grandchildren.
I realize that there are nothing but shoddy buildings and fast food restaurants on the street, but there are some good American businesses, like check-cashing places designed to take advantage of the poor. We don’t want a business supporting healthy sex lives, that’s not what Columbia is about. Now, a gun store would be just the thing for that location.
Not everyone is against the store, however, and a few voices have come out in support, including Ashley, a local student.
Retroactively changing the law to punish a specific business makes these prudes much bigger a**holes than the ones undoubtedly on full display inside the store. Think of the children? What exactly do these people think they had to do to make their children?
A member of City Council, speaking on condition of anonymity, said, “If they’d only given us free vibrators like we’d asked, it never would have come up for a vote.”
I read this really fascinating article about children and the ages at which they are prone to believing in the supernatural. So often we think of faith as childlike, and no matter what religion or superstitions you hold to, those of other people always seems silly and naive. Something a 4 year old might believe in, but not an adult.
Now, I know one study doesn't prove anything, but there are some interesting conclusions. The younger a child is, the less likely they are to believe that a supernatural being is trying to communicate with them. And, without being primed with information, children aren't very likely to believe something supernatural is causing events. Very young children are the most skeptical of all!
The researchers gave the children a game to play and during it knocked pictures off the wall and made the lights flicker — the control group wasn't told anything about it and the experimental group were told there was a friendly ghost in the room ahead of time. The control group didn't make anything of the supposed signs, but the way the children reacted was sharply different between age groups.
The eldest children (7-9) got the idea that the spirit was doing those things to signal them and responded accordingly. The middle group (5-6) thought that it was the spirit, but didn't or couldn't make anything of the intention behind the behavior, she was "like a mischievous poltergeist with attention deficit disorder: she did things because she wanted to, and that’s that."
But the youngest children (3-4) simply thought that the picture wasn't stuck to the wall very well or the light was broken.
So, it seems that believing in magical beings who can communicate with you through the real world is an acquired cognitive skill or requires some development that doesn't happen until you're a bit older.
skeptical baby is skeptical
Daniel Handler aka Lemony Snicket knows that children have the best appreciation for the imagination at work.
I’m not there because I subscribe to the specious and lunkheaded notion that children are unspoiled spouters of true wisdom. (Let’s mothball that idea, next to the one that African-Americans are inherently rhythmic and Latinas can’t be on the Supreme Court.) I’m merely looking for the most interesting conversationalists. If I could find an adult icebreaking with “Last night I dreamed I was a horse” or “Tree frogs have big eyes,” I’d drink with them instead.
SAM: The little man walking down the street and he doesn’t see a dinosaur walking by. And he eats him. *delighted cackle*
Simple, emotional, exactly as complicated as the story needs to be. Go watch Sam. He likes Stegosauruses. Me too.