I don’t support incest. I would never gaze upon my own mother with a lustful eye, and I definitely haven’t fantasized about a romantic night out with my sister Lizzie that ends with us laying in post-coital ecstasy and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.
That being said, my sister is freaking gorgeous. Even I can admit that. In fact, it would be entirely understandable if another member of my family—and totally not me—were to fall head over heels in love with her, and I refuse to accept that this anonymous family member—who is absolutely not me—should be deprived of the ability to know Lizzie’s love. That’s why I believe incest, which I do not support, should be legal in all 50 states.
I’ve heard the arguments that incest is “wrong,” and “predatory,” and “gross,” but who are we to decide that? I was under the impression that in 2021 we’ve moved past this kind of bigotry. Love is love. You may not understand it (as I most certainly don’t), but that doesn’t give you a license to infringe on another person’s rights.
It’s a sad reflection on our society that an act of passion like making sweet tender love to one’s sibling—which I have never wanted to do—is viewed as some kind of perverse act. Haven’t our leaders ever heard the phrase “keep it in the family” before?
Not only is my sister gorgeous, she’s kind, she’s brilliant and she understands me better than any woman I have ever met, and if someone in my family—who is not me—wants to take her hand in marriage, I say good for them.
I cherish the times I’ve spent with my sister. I can acknowledge that my parents created an extremely attractive daughter who makes me feel fuzzy inside and gives me butterflies, but I’ve also most definitely found someone else.
If I were to print out bikini pictures of the woman I love—who is not my sister—and keep them under my bed next to a box of condoms marked “just in case”—which I definitely haven’t done—would that really be so wrong? If anything, it would be extremely positive behavior for one’s romantic growth because it would indicate that they have evolved beyond their sister-loving phase. Of course, this has never been a problem for me because I’ve obviously never wanted to commit incest.
But, I can understand why someone might want to.
Not only does incest lend itself to forging a bond with someone who knows you better than anyone else due to familial ties, but you’re also getting it on with someone who shares your genetic makeup. So technically, if you commit incest—which I haven’t—you’re practicing a roundabout form of self-love.
Anyway, this is just my soapbox lecture about believing in the right to be with whoever you love. While we’re on the subject, I can’t wait to tell you all how I feel about beastiality.