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As we all know, Governor Palin is of the far-right, family-values, don’t-use-condoms, no-sex-till-you’re-married wing of the Republican Party, which preaches abstinence as the best way to combat teenage pregnancy. I can’t really say too much more on the subject because Republican operatives and writers — having spent years painstakingly probing the most intimate details of Bill Clinton’s sex life — have suddenly declared that the private lives of public people are officially off-limits for discussion, at least when it comes to the offspring of this year’s Republican ticket.
In any event, Governor Palin’s revelation brought back memories of a story my cousin likes to tell about Big George and the right-wing reverend, who lived near him in a town not far from Detroit.
Apparently, Big George was more effective than the tax-payer-funded abstinence classes they teach up in Alaska’s schools. At least, the reverend’s son got the message to stay away from Big George’s daughter. However, he did knock up another teenage girl who lived in the neighborhood. Oh well, you know what they say about the son of a preacher man.
