today on the history channel they aired a fun show on sexuality in biblical times (augmented by lots of 19th century paintings featuring perky breasts and breathily narrated by kathleen turner, no less.)

not only did they hit all the stories i secretly read during my dad's sermons when i was a kid (abraham/sarah/hagar, david and bathsheba, amnon and his sister, tamara and judah, lot and his daughters, the whole song of solomon) they made this interesting dichotomy between the old and new testaments: old = sex is great and it's even better when you do it with your mate(though they didn't get to ruth and what happened with old boaz out there in that field); new = sex is ... ok and if you don't want it you don't have to, in fact don't do it, but if you can't not do it, then you better be married, cuz if you don't then you're like a roman whore.

oh, and apparently paul and augustine totally messed us up. totally.