Rampant promiscuity in our land

EDITOR, The Tribune.

I WROTE this letter to the editor at the risk of being ridiculed, attacked, or otherwise. Only God can judge me!

I must state that I am a loner, not needing to be accepted or approved by anyone. Those who know me best know that l never worried about people’s opinions. I write my script, read my lines, and when my act is over, God willing, I will exit stage left, a life well spent.

I’ve covered much ground and dared to go where some never imagined. l fear God only; no earthlings can ruffle my feathers.

The Bahamas is the promiscuous and adulterous capital of the world. We are just hot-blooded people. For some of us, Sex is high on our list of priorities. The Caribbean is guilty of the same practices. It is so disingenuous that some believe they are okay if they conceal their curiosities and fantasies. The disgust is the presumptuousness of the actors in their profound duplicity when they gather the gall to criticize others doing the same things as them. There is a culture of superiority and inferiority complex.