I was recently in Vegas with my sister who’s a steadfast fundamentalist. She originally wanted to bring along her twelve-year-old daughter and while walking down the Strip and having people thrusting “hot babes” fliers upon us, she commented that she would never actually subject her children to Vegas and she was, in my opinion, very judgmental of the whole scene.
When I was thirteen, I went on vacation with my parents to New York City; I have a vivid memory of Times Square and being fascinated walking by the topless bars. It didn’t damage or affect me negatively. It just wasn’t a big deal.
I wanted to say that to my sister... that the advertisements in Vegas for prostitutes just weren’t a big deal.
My point here, is that whether I like it or not, I was actually judging my sister. I was taking the position that being non-judgmental of the prostitution ads was more conscious, more fair, more intelligent, than her dogmatic Christian morals. That she’s living in a smaller box than my “less judgmental” sensibilities.
So what I’m saying is that non-judging is still a judgment.
I think the issue is that there’s a huge difference (yet a seemingly fine line) between judging and condemning.
Actually, Steve, I feel that it shows integrity that you are balking at those who condemn you for the polyamory.
But at the same time, I feel they should definitely be allowed/invited to be a part of the discussion.
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