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Dear friends,

Today I continue my series on India, the dark continent, with a discussion of one of the Satan-worshipping Hindu religion’s favourite books, the Kama Sutra. This disgusting piece of filth, full of dirty suggestions and ugly pictures is taught to all Hindu children as soon as they are old enough to walk. Knowing what we already know about their filthy habits, this shouldn’t surprise us. What is most worrying about this book is that it has also been spread around the world. It sits in most bookshops in America, like a viper in the garden of Eden, just waiting for innocent Christians to pick it up and suck its poison. Worst of all, hippies everywhere try to tell us that this book and its teachings will actually bring us more pleasure than the love of Our Lord, Jesus Christ. This raises some serious philosophical questions that I would like you to consider now, friends.

Why are we so in thrall to the notion that bodily contortion is erotic?

Why have we let goaty New Age gurus convince us that if we aren’t prepared to get more bent up with our lover than during a game of Twister with a giant centipede, we are somehow inadequate and boring?

Just because it’s old that doesn’t mean it’s not filthy!

Why would we ever give in to the authority of the attributed author of the book: ‘Nandi’, the sacred bull and doorkeeper to Shiva? Why should we allow our sexual lives to be directed by a volume that advises: ‘if the bone of a peacock or of a hyena be covered with gold, and tied on the right hand, it makes a man lovely in the eyes of other people’?

Indians believe this bull…

What would actually happen if a man were to take seriously the book’s instruction to rub into his lingam the ‘remains of a kite who has died a natural death, ground into powder, and mixed with cowach and honey’? Would it really make a woman ‘subject to his will’? Or would it actually be a bit smelly and off-putting?

What would actually happen if a man were to take seriously the book’s instruction to rub into his lingam the ‘remains of a kite who has died a natural death, ground into powder, and mixed with cowach and honey’? Would it really make a woman ‘subject to his will’? Or would it actually be a bit smelly and off-putting?
Finally, just in case there are any cha Rub it with the bristles of certain insects that live in trees ps out there still thinking that they might like to follow some of the book’s teachings, just study its advice about how best to increase the size of your lingam: ‘, and then, after rubbing it for ten nights with oils… again rub it with the bristles as before. By continuing to do this a swelling will be gradually produced in the lingam… then lie on a cot, and cause [your] lingam to hang down through a hole in the cot.’

Isn’t that crazy! But that’s the kind of thing that happens in India.

Christ save us!

Sam Johnston