I just spent some time in southern CA because if
there is one thing I can’t get enough of its pretentiousness. No matter how
worldly and self-indulgent I am at times (as in I can’t count that high) I have
reconciled the fact that I am after all a sinner saved by grace. The good news
is I can always count on CA to help assuage some of my self-debasement at
failing Gods desire for my conformity to His will.

How? Because in So Cal when it comes to pride
and narcissism even I can suddenly find myself bordering on sainthood. The flesh
driven conformity to the So Cal sub-culture is so absolute that it borders on
cultish.

To be fair it isn’t everyone. There are some
amazingly committed followers fighting the good fight in a town that is virtually
oblivious to Jesus but for the sake of an article let’s move on?

First lets start with the fake boobs shall we.
What in the name of everything holy ever convinced a woman that filling plastic
balloons with salt water and having them surgically implanted inside her God-given
breasts was a good idea?  How
creepy does it get? We’re talking body augmentation that borders on butchery.

Just the plain fact that this is purely a vanity
call as opposed to reparative surgery correcting disfigurement due to disease
or a really bad day at the sawmill should be enough to give a secure woman
pause. Are your breasts truly how you gauge your self worth? This is one of the
many areas where the feminist movement that is so ingrained in the psyche of
the 21st century American woman constantly drops the ball in my opinion.

They instigated the concept of a women being
independent and in no need of a man yet they aren’t outraged by the fact that
most of what women buy or “buy into” is based on impressing a man. I guess try
as they might the relativist still doesn’t realize they cannot escape our
natural proclivity to desire and seek being desired by the opposite sex.

But if there is any concept most humans would
say is tantamount to healthy relationship its honesty. Body augmentation is
dishonest in that it tries to recreate the natural. Or in most cases pretend
the unnatural is real. It also teaches us that who we really are and what we
will become naturally must be manipulated to maintain not the dignity and
respect of maturity but instead the worship of bodily youth. There’s a
guaranteed losing proposition for you.

Again there is a difference between exercise and
healthy lifestyle to help our aging become potentially less debilitating and
refusing to allow ourselves to outwardly reveal what we have inwardly learned,
getting older is not only natural, it’s beautiful. Well internally anyway, the
body…not so much. But so what? It’s called maturity for crying out loud.

Of course boobs are only a beginning. We have
poison serum hypodermically injected as a wrinkle eraser, inflatable lips and
of course the classic face lift because nothing looks more natural then the
appearance of shoving your face through a doggie door and getting stuck half
way out the other side.

I’m not saying men don’t have their own
alteration fixation. Hair plugs, calf implants and manicures are very real
needs to the So Cal man but being a man they aren’t nearly as crucial as a
Porsche, American Express Platinum, and a skybox. Men have learned that cash
and power makes any man a model and gets you all the babes you want. Look at
Marilyn Manson

So next time you start getting down on yourself
for feeling less holy or too self centered do yourself a favor. Pray that God
would help you in your quest to be less flesh driven and more conformed to His
likeness. If that seems too laborious you can always head to Southern
California where shallowness is an art form while the rest of America is still
painting by numbers.