Young women are “pure,” meaning grown women are defiled? These people really ought to keep their mouths shut; in his remarks Moore’s pastor reveals the foetid mess inside his own head, made all too visible behind his gaping, flapping mouth. Ick.
Trying to think of this situation from Roy Moore’s perspective or that (claimed) by his defenders leads to a discovery: there are hard limits to my imagination. While my son was attending high school I was a mentor for his school robotic club who participated in a large, international robotics competition (FRC). It turns out that trying to imagine asking one of those kids for a “date” leads to a blank wall-- it’s simply unimaginable. I don’t think this is a novel or unique inhibition, not for adults who’ve not been subjected to something awful in their childhood or whatever it is that has unhinged Moore from societal norms.