Some Things Never Change

I've never been the one to champion family values nor am I a priest who's taken a vow of celibacy. I certainly would not be qualified to work for the Disney Chanel and no one should mistake me for a role model. I do have my own moral agenda but sometimes my moral compass does not always point due north. Yes, I've conducted more than my part of sleazy behavior which was paired with a good dose of self tolerance but I am no hypocrite.
The Male species of which I am one seems to draw a distinction between fornication and adultery. That like saying there is a difference between rape and consensual sex. We use that argument as a defense every chance we get. OK so a little creepy behavior slips in every once in a while does that mean one is a creep? I won't answer that question because the answer would exact a moral judgment which might suggest there is really a line between my version and the world's version.
The erotic parts of life will never change. It doesn't matter whether you are a devoted family man upholding old fashion values or a sleaze bag paying for sex in the poorest part of the city. The pull of moral judgment is always in close proximity but who's to say which version is the correct one? My sleaze may not be your sleaze and your sleaze may not be my sleaze!
I try my best to keep a dividing line between fornication and adultery, between rape and consensual sex and between my sleaze and your sleaze. As a member of the male sex the line becomes a little blurred at times even with a moral agenda. It's only when I don't want to think of myself as a hypocrite does the dividing line stand out. Confessing to physical transgressions is not the same as confessing to a mental transgression so I guess repentance is a long way off for most males including myself.