Back in the mid-80's when I was in high school, some evangelical kook from the south came up with the notion that there was a "Moral Majority". They felt they had the right to dictate to the rest of the world how to think and feel. Being a literal-minded lad, I -- along with many others, I'm sure -- took their logic a step further and determined that the existence of a Moral Majority implied -- necessitated -- the existence of an "Immoral Minority". You know who you are.

Which camp did I belong to? As a hot-and-red-blooded Canadian teenager with all the natural urges and tendencies (and perhaps a few unnatural), under the influence of my peers and the media, there was no way I was going to submit to the label "Moral". So I chose the path of immorality. But the vision of a teenager is skewed, and I couldn't conceive that anyone else could be quite as immoral as I, in thought if not in deed (due to lack of opportunity, experience, or guts, take your pick). So I took the logic to its ultimate conclusion, and took on the moniker and the curse of "The Perverted Singularity".

As a responsible adult, married with two children, I long ago stopped thinking of myself in terms of The Perverted Singularity. But I now embrace the label. Who among us can truthfully claim to be pure, lily-white, vanilla, and moral in all aspects of life? Normal? What is normal? So now I foist it on the rest of you.

We are, each of us, a perverted singularity. It's just a matter of degree.