Originally posted by Proper Knob
Rob, you've moved the goal posts.
The article was titled 'Dating - With a View to Marriage', no mention of sexual promiscuity anywhere. Yes there are certain risks if you're going around sleeping with people left right and centre, but that's not what the article is about. So are these dangers only associated with pre-marital sex if you are prom a fortune, and we feel the money would be better spent elsewhere.
3. We don't want to.
I see dear Noobster, please forgive me, i did not realise we were still on the original subject, there are so many different thoughts that its hard to keep track of them. No, the dangers are moral, but because you are an atheist i have spared you the moral implications, which mean nothing to you, instead, trying to focus on the purely physical dangers, teenage pregnancies, sexually transmitted diseases etc, in an attempt to refute this, you introduced so called safe sex, i have pointed out that is not a fail safe measure.
Now to marraige,
1. It need not be expensive, i have been to lots of weddings, as you can imagine, i tell you this truthfully, the best ones were not in hotels, nor where the caterers did everything, but were done on a shoestring and the couple simply hired a hall and invited all their friends to dance and eat a buffet. Everyone brought a dish and everyone was happy. The kids could run around without the fear of spilling or breaking anything, they were awesome, all this hiring a Scottish castle, hiring caterers, dinner for 250 people, flying to Australia or the Caribbean, three change of dresses, is all nonsense. Its puts young couples under financial pressure for what, one day. My friend shall be marrying a lady from Cheltenham, it shall be dinner for family and friends only, and that is it. 10 people max.
2.It is your personal preference, i agree, and its pointless me going on about the moral implications, for we have different morality.
3.You could get to wear a kilt, nae underwear, just think what you would be like as you danced to the fiddle, old ladies fainting under the sight of it, the fresh feel of the summer air on your bum cheeks, unhindered by boxer shorts. something to think about my friend. ๐