Splenda is Perverse: my thoughts on the “Natural Order” of things.
Recently I saw a remark that (paraphrased) said, “you never know what man’s perversion of the natural could lead to.”
I was sorely tempted to reply, “Splenda?”
But I held my tongue. Of course, the original comment was in reply to the “normalization” of “aberrant sexuality”, the kind of language I always feel is used in too broad of strokes. There are still sects of Christianity that feel that any sex that isn’t intended to produce progeny is aberrant, so how do we define what is or isn’t good? (A conversation for another day. Bear with me.) But in any case, to say that “aberrant sexuality” is man “perverting the natural order” also seems to me to be a bit ridiculous. It’s defining what is natural, here on Earth, in relation to God’s intent.
Are we really very sure that we know what God wants our planet to be like?
Does God want us to have microwaves?
Does God want us to have cell phones?
Drive cars?
Drink things sweetened with Splenda?
Does he want us to cage animals in zoos?
Feed dogs prepared meals from tin cans?
Wear polyester?
Live in cities?
Watch television?
Buy food that comes in cardboard containers?
Wear makeup?
Dye our hair?
You may think that I’m being sarcastic, so let me assure you that I am not. Humanity has given shape to the world we now live in. This is not my Father’s world. From the cement skyscrapers blocking our view of the night sky to the McDonald’s wrapper tangled in the bushes in my backyard, this is not my Father’s world. This is our world, and the imprint of humanity “perverting the natural order” is all over the freaking place. I’m telling you, Splenda is perverse. Sugar ought to be sugar, dogs ought to be treated like dogs, people ought to know how to put seeds in the ground and get food from them. To think that our daily lives align with the natural order is truly laughable, unless one truly believes that humanity (given it’s dominion) ought to be able to define what the natural order is.
In which case, why can’t two men decide that there are enough procreators out there, and they can love whom they will?
Again, I am not joking around here. You will rarely read me being more serious than this. If your argument is against perverting nature, take off that polyester shirt when you’re making it.
Okay, maybe not.
My point remains. Humanity, (or at least Western humanity) is removed from nature. Our perception of the natural order is perverted. We really shouldn’t be making that argument unless we’re ready to give up an awful lot of comfort.
Discuss below.

