Why do Humans Do This?

We have all seen nature programs.  There is a human narrator, a guy perhaps narrating an environmental landscape, how a certain group of animals live, how a certain species of animal have sex.  Then it is filmed and broadcast and put on a network for us to watch how this narrator narrates how this species of animal has sex. 

I personally believe on some level that our human fascination with watching and narrating another species of animal having sex is a warped.    I believe that is a personal sacred act.  Let me put it this way.  Would you like a well-articulated conure with a microphone standing at a safe distance narrating you having sex?

Can you imagine? It would go something like this.  Female Host named Manilla of this nature show perches on a branch, the cord to her microphone dangles down the tree.  “It’s not clearly understood why the humans remove their feathering,” she tells the audience, to us it would feel like we were plucking ourselves.”  A wave of anxiety goes through her at this thought and the audience sees her feathers puff up and down.  “As you can see you the female of the species mounts the male. The female is the dominant one in the sex act.  The males have these elongated appendages common to their species.  Science has yet to define what they are.”

Manilla our Host extends her left foot to her lower mandible and massages the feathers in deep contemplative thought, “HMM.”      

“But they are very crucial to mating and reproducing offspring.  See how they are mating in an enclosed transportation vehicle.  At the moment I cannot recall the name of it.” 

I’ll end here because Our Host, Manilla needs to speak to her camera crew. 

                      

Works of Fiction are not the Enemy

When I had asked a devout Christian Teacher friend of mine some years ago, 

“Do you read fiction?”

Her reply was, “No, because I only read what is true. I only read the Bible.” 

At the time I was depressed by her reply because I thought she knew me well enough to know what I planned to do with my life.  I was essentially sharing about myself which is hard to do.  I also thought she knew I was a Writer, and I felt like shit knowing she would not read anything I wrote.  But this philosophical argument made me think. 

I disagree with her/this reasoning. 

She is implying a great work of fiction is equal to a lie. 

Art and literature are in its own category.  They teach.  They entertain.  They make people think of ideas.  God created some people to create. I create. I am a Christian, but if any one implies to me a dogma that literary fiction, arts and entertainment are an enemy to the Christian faith we are not friends. 

Fiction is a style of writing, Bible Scholars know there are fictional pieces within the Bible, aka parables; psalms are poems, another fictional form of writing.  Jesus spoke in parables.  What are parables? Fictional stories to illustrate an idea.  Maybe some of the parables were based on actual interactions, but I know from listening to them some are fictional.     

This interaction made me think of other things like I was at college to establish myself in a career and joined the on campus Christian organization because it had value...but had I not gone to college I would not have been in this Christian Organization...