The Sexual Epidemic Destroying America's Schools and Churches! A National Emergency. What Can Halt It?

by Gene D. Matlock

Did you ever hear the lie that people were generally sexually moral in the 'good old days?' If you did, you heard wrong. Where sex is concerned, the 'good old days' never existed. I ought to know. I rolled around with my first sexual conquest, a baby sitter for my little sister Janice, at age eleven. One of my childhood friends was introduced to sex at age ten, having been seduced by the mother of his best buddy. By age 15, my high school pals and I were far from unacquainted with the charms of the five dollar whores in nearby Wichita, Kansas, about 35 miles from El Dorado, where we grew up.

I will admit, however, that the fundamentalist preachers in El Dorado kept most of us youngsters fearful of the post mortem fire-'n-brimstone that could happen if any of us surrendered to the Great Tempter. El Dorado's concerned parents also told us that habitual masturbation would eventually drive addicted teenagers to the state insane asylum in Winfield. However, none of us were ever committed.

One thing we did learn in those days was sexual ethics, if not sexual morality. Almost all of us avoided babies (a total no--no) and 'Jail Bait' (underage girls) fanatically. Also in those days, getting caught with someone's wife or husband could get the offender's head blown off -- legally!

If 'fear of God' and potential 'insanity' failed to deter us in our sexual misadventures, finding a place for a suitable tryst often did. The hotels in El Dorado would never have admitted teenagers. We couldn't afford hotel rooms anyway. We were constantly on the lookout for a suitable haystack on somebody's farm. Many of us had cars in those days, but I never did like 'lover's lane.' It was always patrolled regularly by El Dorado's presumably puritanical and seemingly incorruptible police force. God only knows what they were doing in secret.

The adults had an easier time of pretending to be virtuous than we kids did. About all they had to do was attend some bible-thumping evangelical church on Sundays and do their devilment behind closed doors, looking and acting saintly in public. I was a busboy at the El Dorado Hotel, serving in that hotel's banquet hall and rooms. I always wondered why the prominent citizens who checked in to the rooms and acted outrageously in the banquet hall were so blue-nosed and stuck-up when walking publicly up and down Main Street while still maintaining their 'unblemished' reputations. I did then, and still do, wonder how hypocrisy can bring spiritual salvation to mankind. Or am I too naïve and ignorant to think it is really possible for people to be righteous and sincere about their sexuality simultaneously?

One of the reasons why I have always admired Mexicans is their generally honest acceptance that they are fundamentally sexual beings while simultaneously upholding the traditional values of all great human civilizations. Not all of them, of course. There were and are many deviants from the norm among them. It was this general honesty that became a major factor in my decision to attend undergraduate school in Mexico. In my humble opinion, Americans are generally uncomfortable knowing they are sexual beings first and foremost -- no matter what they say. In Mexico, I felt good inside, knowing that one doesn't have to be a Hell-bound sinner if he is proud of being a sexual being. Strange as it may seem, I met more women virgins in Mexico than I did here, one of whom I married!

As for believing the preachers' habitual lies, I learned about their hypocrisy also at age eleven. My parents belonged to the Nazarene Church. Each Sunday, without fail, the preacher railed and ranted against sexual pleasure. He said that couples should enjoy sex only when they wanted to have children. At first, I honestly thought he meant what he said. After all, he and his wife had just two sons, both nearly grown. I also noticed the painful expression on his wife's face each time he told us how horrible sex was.

Thanks to that preacher, I found out early that if we must do what the priests say, not what they do, the priests will be the only ones getting any enjoyment out of life in secret. Let's face it. Sex is fun.

Being active in church affairs, my mom and dad often gave parties for the preacher and his family. One night, wanting to get away from the crowd of adults stuffed like sardines in the house, I decided to go into Mom and Dad's bedroom for some privacy. I opened the door and saw the preacher there, fondling the choir leader's superlative breasts. It was a pleasant sight to see, I must admit. The preacher and the choir leader immediately chased me out. I left, without telling Mom and Dad what I had just witnessed. But never again would I suffer the humiliation of listening to one of his sermons. I didn't judge that preacher for wanting to chomp down on those breasts. I heartily approved of his good taste in women. I judged him solely for his hypocrisy and dishonesty. I insisted on leaving the church and joining with the Baptists. After that, I kept going from church to church, finding none that practiced religion honestly. Later, I tried out Rosicrucianism, the Self-Realization Fellowship of Paramhansa Yogananda, Buddhism, Mental Physics, and other spiritual philosophies, only to find out they were all birds of a feather. Last of all, when I went to live and study in Mexico, I joined Catholicism, staying there for life. I didn't join it because it offered more than any other religion. Being enamoured of Mexican culture, I learned Spanish and joined Catholicism in order to please the Mexicans, just as I wish they would acculturate themselves properly in this country.

Besides my investigations of the truths of religions, I delved deeply into the works of authorities and researchers of the mysteries of human sexuality: Sigmund Freud, Wilhelm Reich, Karl Jung, and Sir Richard Burton, perhaps the greatest Western authority on human sexuality and linguistics who ever lived. Most people don't know much about Sir Richard Burton. His widow burned nearly all his research because she feared that human civilization might become destroyed if mankind learned what he had found out about human sexuality. Alfred Einstein did the same with some of his mathematical theories.

I learned a lot in my exploration of the myriad philosophies of Hinduism which I had studied since my grade school days . If there is any truth to be learned in this world -- or out of it, it can be found in the Hindu holy books. Unfortunately, the Hindu priests and gurus appear to be as contemptibly and sexually hypocritical as most (yes, I said MOST) of ours are. Besides, nearly all Hindu spiritual teachings are too exclusive and difficult to follow for average people.

One day, after years of searching, I found in a bookstore a really short Hindu booklet on Gnana Yoga (The Yoga of Knowledge). In that brief treatise, I found out virtually all one needs to know about religion. The author said that religion is the study of self-knowledge and self-control. I also found its equivalent in the Apocryphal Gospel of Thomas.

So what is self-knowledge? As that little book stated, you'll not find one crumb of it in tantrism, vegetarianism, chakras, mantras, hatha yoga, or any other of the Hindu religious disciplines. Self-knowledge comes when one realizes that his body is just animated but dead clay. Compare it to one's automobile. The driver is the spirit. As long as the spirit is looking after and working for the good and needs of others, hope for him and the world becomes possible as well as does self control. If he is preoccupied with his good only, he is worshiping a dead body. Once one becomes convinced of that truth, seeking to benefit others rather than himself, miracles become possible, including the miracle of not falling prey to sexual temptation or to any other kind of evil or spiritual weakness.

I didn't know when I found that little book about Gnana Yoga, that I had found the perfect recipe I needed not to fall into the trap destroying so many teachers and priests--and which is now tearing our educational institutions and religions -- even our country -- apart. It is the primary teaching in my book, Reaching for God.

It's not easy for a young teacher to face a group of people nearly as young as he is -- and with his hormones working overtime just as theirs are. Many students will boldly make nearly irresistible offers and insinuations to teachers. When I first started teaching in a New Orleans high school, several luscious young maidens, wanting to good grades without working for them, asked me if there 'was something special' I was desiring. One evening, at a school carnival in Campus High School, Haysville, Kansas, a good-looking girl managing a game booth deliberately let me win a prize. She then grabbed her breasts and said to me, 'Guess what? I want to push these in your face.' It goes without saying that if such suggestions as these were made to me in New Orleans and in a conservative Kansas village like Haysville, Kansas, one needn't guess what I came up against in Devil-may-care Southern California!

It wasn't easy for me to be me and not a hypocrite. Parents seem to expect that one of the requirements for being a teacher is to be born bloodless. For example, an extremely beautiful blond student, who sat at the front one of my classes, liked to rub her prize-winning legs with perfumed oils every day in class. I was afraid to caution her in class or privately because kids aren't so stupid as we make them out to be. They would have perceived immediately that inwardly I was enjoying the sight of her. I also wanted to keep this problem out of the principal's office, for fear that the administrators would think the same things of me, as indeed I was. I then decided to complain to her mother on the phone. She said to me, 'But you're a teacher. Teachers are not supposed to notice those things.' I said to her, 'My good lady, believe it or not I'm a human being just like anyone else. I demand that she respect my humanity just as I respect her as a human being.' From that day forward, the girl not only respected me, she became unusually friendly. Whenever she saw my wife and me in public, she would always greet and hug us warmly.

Two or three years after I started teaching, putting both my male and female students' problems, wants, and needs ahead of my own, instead of dreaming of ways of seducing the girls, it became relatively easy for me to avoid falling into temptation. And if that was not enough, I always kept in mind a favorite saying of a lifelong friend of mine who hired only strikingly beautiful women in his small chain of travel agencies. One day, I said to him, 'How do you avoid intimate relationships with any of those beautiful women?' He answered, 'you don't shit where you eat!'

I once had a Jewish homosexual friend who wanted to convince me of the sexual corruption within the Roman Catholic priesthood. One day, he called me on the phone from a certain priest's living quarters in the San Gabriel Valley. He told me about a sex orgy taking place at that moment. I will not name the church itself, but anyone who knows me will be able to identify it correctly. Ever since then, when I attended a wedding ceremony there, I'd make the following joke: 'I really enjoyed this wedding ceremony today. The officiating priest is the sweetheart of one of my best friends!'

What is the phenomenon making teachers and priests more vulnerable to sexual temptation than laymen? The answer is simple. Power. I don't know why, but one's inner self equates sex and power as inseparable partners. It may have something to do with the Alpha caveman having greater breeding priority over the females in a tribe than the Beta cavemen did, for priests, teachers, and political leaders are definitely Alpha humans -- at least, this is what they want to believe. This is a mystery we may never clear up.

Many priests have told me that as soon as one becomes an officiating priest, the Devil takes control of him. But that Devil is just the power one gets when he becomes the shepherd of his parishioners' lives. He becomes tempted to shepherd them to his bedroom -- the younger and more defenseless, the better. When one has power over people, he becomes more susceptible to exploiting them sexually. We have seen this phenomenon with our politicians, such as ex-President Clinton and Idaho senator Larry Craig. The Catholic Church's inability to control its priests effectively is the favorite whipping boy of non-Catholics. But non-Catholic priests can even be worse, as was the Nazarene preacher I mentioned. Believe it or not, There are more complaints about Jehovah's Witness leaders than those of any other religion! After all, don't the JW's purport to know more about the holy scriptures than the rest of us do?

Any erudite preacher and interpreter of the mysteries of religion, Christian or not, knows that the Unconscious Self in some mysterious way equates sex with power. We often poke fun at fanatical Muslim preachers for convincing prospective martyrs that they'll surely each get 72 virgins in paradise for blowing themselves up, for anyone who can handle that many virgins at once must surely possess divine powers. But what we non--Muslims refuse to admit is that we also unconsciously feel that we'll somehow bring peace to the world by blowing the Jihadists up, for death, sex, and rebirth are all somehow linked. Everybody wants to be the Alpha wolf.

Because of my discussion about the unconscious self equating sex and power, I don't want to imply that priests and religion have no place in human existence. On the contrary, I heartily approve of religion. The study of religion is scientific, no matter what atheists, rationalists and scientists may think of it. It has an eternal part to play in this limitless universe. We just don't know enough about it yet. But it will never have true meaning for any of us if we fail to realize that the body is not the spirit. We MUST defeat the devils called Hypocrisy and Ignorance.

If you think the sexual epidemic taking place among teachers and students these days is intolerable, you haven't learned anything yet! Sexual harassment of administrators with teachers is even more out of control. I have known cases in which nearly all the faculty of certain schools succumbed to wife swapping. When I was teaching in New Orleans, at least half of the couples in our faculty were giving each other sexual favors. I almost fell into that trap myself. There was a particularly voluptuous history teacher whose body was attractive enough to awaken the dead. God only know how I was able to resist her, for as you've probably found out by now, I'm no enemy of sexuality.

Guess why my sister and brother-in-law joined the American Federation of Teachers. The principal where my sister Janice taught told her that he'd chase her out of teaching by any means possible if she refused to give him a slice of herself. Instead, they both joined the AFT and drove him out.

When my family and I came out here to California, I almost accepted an excellent position as a foreign language supervisor in the coastal city of Ventura. However, as much as I wanted the position, I backed out. The personnel director told me that I'd like living and working in Ventura. He said my wife and me would have unfettered sexual freedom there, and I could do anything I wanted to do. Unfortunately, 'doing anything I wanted to do' was not what I wanted to do. We humans should not be free to do anything we want to do. Therefore, I turned my back on that tempting job offer. What I didn't know at the time was that the disease of unrestrained hedonism had infected large school systems all over the United States.

When my family and I left Haysville, Kansas, a Mexican-American friend of mine, who was the Spanish instructor at Haysville's Middle School, also followed us out to California. He got a teaching position in a Santa Ana High School. He told me that the entire faculty and administrators in that school were involved in wife swapping. One day, when we went to Santa Ana to visit him and his family, he was yelling insults at his good wife who just wanted to keep him and their children happy. He told her--and us -- that the administrators promised him that if his wife would go along with the swapping, he could rise as high as he wanted in the Santa Ana School System. In front of us, he screamed at her, 'Damn it, it's because of you that I can't get ahead in life!'

The examples of faculty corruption and perversion I have mentioned are just the tip of the iceberg. As I have said, they exist in part or wholly in every large high school I know of. Any educator who denies this is happening is a bald-faced liar!

Now comes the problem of teaching children about sex and respect for one's sexual orientation. Believe it or not, the ones who think it imperative that children from age eleven upward receive birth control pills and condoms, encouraging them to learn all about human sexuality, even regarding homosexual marriages as holy and sacred as heterosexual marriages, are the same ones involved in wife swapping and seduction of under-age students. Nothing can convince them that they are not the saviors of humanity.

I especially remember a certain pro-sex education colleague who was fired from our district for his unrestrained pedophilia. One night, he showed up at an auditorium where I was giving a speech about Aztec herbal medicine. After telling me why he had been fired, he said, 'This is the thanks I get for trying to help humanity!'

The problem in convincing people to openly accept homosexuality and same-sex marriages as natural is that Mother Nature herself won't let it happen. The Greeks tried it for a while. It didn't work. Yes, homosexuality is natural. But Nature doesn't wanted it flaunted publicly. Even brazen flaunting of heterosexuality will eventually lead to the dissolution of society and human civilization.

One day, an ex-student of mine came to me for advice. He confessed that he had always been oriented toward homosexuality but abstained because of his deeply held Roman Catholic beliefs. 'Mr. Matlock,' he said, 'I often get calls from homosexuals like me, wanting to have a love affair. I want to accept, but I am afraid to. What should I do?'

I answered, 'Frank, I must tell you that like most heterosexuals, I cannot understand or empathize with homosexuality. I love women: fat; skinny; tall; short; ugly; beautiful. But that's the way God made me. It is totally impossible for me to feel any other way. However, God made us all, and if He indeed exists, He loves you, too, and wants you to be happy as well. I say this to you: Find yourself a homosexual lover and enjoy your life as well as your homosexuality with him to the fullest, forgetting about what we heterosexuals want. I only ask you this: Respect our heterosexuality by not flaunting your lifestyle publicly and recommending it as an ideal lifestyle. We heterosexuals are not so heartless as you may think. We will leave you in peace; I guarantee it.'

Many gay couples these days are wanting to be married in the eyes of God, having the union so recorded in our civil courts. That can never be, for the religious marriage ceremony is a mystical acknowledgement that life is duality between positive and negative poles. 'Like poles repel; unlike poles attract.' Society will accept civil marriages only between people of the same sex.

In the school where I taught, we were often required to 'host' classes in human sexuality. When I was drafted for this job, I was shocked to notice that the teacher I was hosting actually tried to tempt my students to have sex. For example, when she showed them a picture of a penis, she showed them one that would have even made the Virgin Mary lick her chops! At the end of the course, the teacher asked if anyone had questions. One of my favorite students, who became a personal friend of mine after his graduation, held up his hand and said, 'Yeah, I'd like to have your daughter's phone number.'

After his graduation, we became close personal friends. One evening, we started discussing that course. I confessed to him that I had been indulging in sexual activity from the age of eleven.

He said, 'If what you say is true, why did you recommend that we practice abstentionism?'

I answered, 'We human beings don't need any other encouragement than the natural yearning hounding us night and day. Anything other than that is just fanning the fires of something mankind does not yet fully understand.'

When I was teaching, I was always dismayed when a student started experiencing sexual pleasure. I'd always say to the student, or to myself, 'Well, I've again lost what could have been a great student.'

If you don't want teachers and administrators to hand out birth control pills, condoms and sexual knowledge to your children, toss sex education out of the schools. The mysteries of sex are as difficult to unravel as the search for the Unreachable God I describe in my book of the same name. No one will ever unravel the true mysteries of sex. All we can get is insights. It is true that one must study and learn all he can about human sexuality. We do need insights. But unqualified and immature children, least of all the egotistical teachers and administrators seeking to surreptiously exercise sexual power over America's children, will not get or ever find the answers to the mysteries of sexuality. Only the philosophers and scientists are qualified to undertake what is an impossible goal, even for them. Let parents decide for themselves what they want for their children. And then, just possibly, our schools may return to teaching the three R's and not get lost again in the impenetrable forest called sexuality.

If learning about sexuality, birth control, and same sex marriages must be kept out of the schools, what should we know about man-woman relationships, either in or out of classrooms? What men and women need to know is the technique for maintaining the same husband-wife relationship for life, without the threat of eternal damnation hanging over them if they get divorced. Speaking for myself, my first marriage was a disaster. Both of us were just interested in ourselves and were unwilling to adjust to each other. Me was more important than Thee. But my second marriage proved to me that a good marriage is akin to being in Heaven. In fact, it IS heaven! Unfortunately, death separated me from my Mexican wife of thirty years. Although she wasn't a fanatical movie fan as I am, she always accompanied me to the movies. I must now go all by myself. I always attend the early showings because they cost less. As I sit there and watch the white--haired couples leaning against each other affectionately, each sharing the same sack of popcorn, I feel sad for myself but happy for them. No young person can even begin to imagine how beautiful mature love can be. It is worth more than all the gold and material delights in the world. Surely a secure and loving relationship with the same person for life is a worthy objective!

Addendum:

After I finished the preceding article, I started to think carefully about why our government is calling this almost uncontrollable contagion of irresponsible sexuality a 'national emergency.' I would go even further. I would call it a 'worldwide emergency,' comparable to a team (four?) of horses that have torn loose from their harnesses and escaped back to the wilds. It is worldwide because the United States is the greatest and most powerful civilization on the face of the earth. Whatever happens here touches the four corners of the world.

What emotions does sexuality elicit? We must choose a definition on which all people can agree. In reality, it is not 'fun' even though we think it is. During sexual union we feel every emotion known to humanity: joy; sadness; pain; pleasure; peace; inquietude. masochism; sadism, etc. We feel all of them simultaneously, each in greater or lesser degree.

What is sex? There can be no doubt that sex is birth, life, and death, occurring in an eternal cycle.

What are the names of the institutions (horses or horsemen) dragging human society (sex) on its eternal circuit around the world? They are Religious, Political (including militarism), Educational, and Wealth Creation (Labor).

What if we want to deny our sexual feelings (hypocrisy and ignorance), calling them everything except what they are? Example: 'I do not admit -- or notice -- that beautiful blond is tempting me with those prize--winning legs.'

If we wanted to take whatever mankind has accomplished and drag it down to the mud, wouldn't irresponsible sex be the key to destroying human civilization?

Is it too late to stop the wild gallop of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?


Comments:

Gene,

When I lived in [southwest state] I was the office administrator for the Episcopalian church of [southwest state]. They had meetings where I had to take notes and write the minutes. One of the meetings was the financial one. They participants -- the rectory -- were all very enthusiastic about the Iraq war and thought it was a great thing. They also invested all of the church funds that they collected in Raytheon Military stock, military jet fuel, and Halliburton. I kept quiet until one of the deacons once asked me what I thought about the war. I told them I didn't understand how a Christian could ever be for war and killing, under any circumstances. It was a few weeks later that they fired me. I also used to take phone calls from the head priests girlfriend where he used to get "massages" every week.

At the same time, my wife worked at a Chinese restaurant. One late afternoon she went out to the parking lot on her break and saw the head priest getting a blowjob from the woman in a parked car. She was pretty freaked out by this and now we don't believe in organized religion at all.

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