Ann Althouse discusses Carrie Prejean’s “sex tape.”
“Prejean replied — insert teasing pause here — yes, there was a tape she had done as a teenager. She made it for a distant boyfriend whom she loved at the time. She said TMZ can call it a “sex tape” if it wants. But she was alone on the video and no one else was in the room.”
Teenager? Is TMZ threatening to post child pornography? In any case, what is it? Embarrassing topless nonsense?
Prejean said it was the “biggest mistake” she’d ever made in her not-yet-lengthy life. She regretted it. She felt mortified talking about it, but it was her own fault. And that as a Christian she’d never claimed to be perfect.
You know, what is even imperfect here? I don’t see anything unChristian about displaying your breasts to a boyfriend that you love. It’s just foolish to allow photographs to come into being. But it’s not unChristian to be foolish. (Saint Paul said: “We are fools for Christ.”)
Now, trying to destroy the young woman over political disagreement and tormenting her by threatening to invade the intimate space between her and her lost young love… I’ll hazard to guess: That’s not Christian.
Now, I’m no big fan of Prejean’s claims to fame; they bore me, but I hate to see what they do to her because she dared to step outside the pre-approved ideological box for those with breasts.
These videos are becoming so common that I wonder if, in 30 years or so, when the people just a wee bit younger than me (I graduated high school in 1998, just a few years before video cell phones and high-speed connections) come into power, the release of a teenaged sex tape will be right up there with learning that the person in question once smoked pot?