Oct 19, 2013
At one point in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis asks the reader to imagine a scene completely foreign to our cultural experience: a strip-tease. Not a strip-tease of human flesh, however, but a strip-tease of mutton-chop; the slow and erotic removal of a sheet covering a plate of steaming-hot mutton. What would we think of those people, Lewis asks the reader? Surely, their instinct for food has gone awry. Just so—he relates—has our sex instinct.
2013 - Fall - Issue 7