Prudes and Lebanese Eyes

I'm back now, after a few weeks of being a busy bee. Well, more of a lazy bee, I suppose. One of the ones who drinks pure alchohol and guzzles all the honey.

Anyway, I'm going to come over all postmodern and 'laddish' here with my first entry back, and say, straight away, I'm in lust with Haifa Wehbe, the former Miss Lebanon, who I have just discovered thanks to this article. Damn that evil BBC and its articles about beautiful women.

It's an interesting read, actually, I must confess. And of course, like most men regarding Playboy, I only read it for the, er, article. The head honchos of Bahrain's parliament, you see, have decided that Wehbe is just too damn good looking to give a concert in the country, lest it cause riots and mayhem and other wailing and gnashing of teeth amongst the male populace of the country.

It's a strange world. I can understand social conservatism on most issues - in fact I suppose I am a social conservative in general terms. And I can see the argument whereby religious people might not want to be tempted into sinful thoughts by an attractive member of the opposite sex. But I'm much more of the persuasion that the human body is a wonderful, natural thing, whose beauty should be cherished. Also, I like girls.

I apologise if this entry is somewhat incoherent. Blame Ms. Wehbe's eyes. Praise God for those eyes.