Gotta Love That Sin

This "hate the sin, love the sinner" stuff is nonsense. It should be the other way around, at least when the sinner publicly cloaks himself in the robes of righteousness, as so often happens. Sin has gotten a bad rap, and it's a darn shame. The thing is, it's been confused with morality, and morality was long ago preempted by the immoral. For centuries things such as murder, rape, incest and the like were legislated against by the likes of Pope Alexander VI, who sired his illegitimate daughter Lucretia Borgia with one of his mistresses before he assassinated his way to the papacy. And don't think his ascendency to St. Peter's throne tempered his evil ways. He went right on bumping off his enemies, sometimes in the most ghastly ways imaginable, and fathered his own grandson with Lucrezia, who from all accounts enjoyed it as much as he did. Not that he was the only rotten pope in the Vatican apple barrel. Far from it. It's time we took another look at sin, and morality. I say it's only immoral if you do something that hurts someone else without their consent, which definitely puts Alexander VI on God's hit list. And the only real sin is condemning something that you go right ahead doing in secrecy, like clergymen railing against homosexuality and substance abuse while engaging in drug-addled sex with male prostitutes.