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My mom got a call from my brother today, and after hanging up with him she turned around and asked if there's a way I can put some kind of password on my computer to restrict access during the day when I'm not here. Seems he told her he doesn't even like coming home because he knows he has free access (via my machine) to all the pr0n his weasely black little heart could possibly desire.

 

Thing is, this isn't the first time this has happened--let alone something like it. My brother is like the living embodiment of the stupid theological struggle between mind and body--as well as the simple truth we all know that mind is rarely the victor. He's the only one of my siblings to have served a mission for the Morg, but he was delayed doing so for a year because, shortly before he left, he got a blowjob from a girl who lives in the neighborhood (I'm still jealous as hell and don't think he deserved it; lucky bastard was too busy laying on the guilt afterward to appreciate his good fortune). He's fooled around with virtually every girlfriend he's ever had, and every time beats the shit out of himself afterward; all the while pushing on in his "faith."

 

Of course, throughout all this, he's always been only too happy to crow the superiority of his beliefs from the rooftops, criticize my atheism and criticize me when I have the audacity to challenge his beliefs or treat them with less respect than he thinks they deserve. He's not stupid, either--he's majoring in physics, for Christ's sake. Despite his being my brother and our getting along fairly well most of the time, he just really is the stereotypical Christian hypocrite.

 

Last time this happened, I obliged him and went to the "change user" screen every morning after booting up my computer, so the next time someone tried to access it they'd have to enter the password. I could easily do so again (my Windows account is already password protected), but the implication I'm somehow responsible for his inability to keep it in his fucking pants is really kind of pissing me off.

 

What sucks the most about this is I'll probably end up doing it anyway, despite my feelings on the matter. Now the issue's been raised; if he comes home and I haven't made my computer "mental infant safe," I'll be (at least subconsciously) blamed for "enabling" his fucking humanity to be released for a few minutes, then further blamed when he won't come home again because his "faith" isn't strong enough to overcome 200,000 gorram years of human evolution.

 

It's times like this I really just hate life. He's just like my last girlfriend. The mother fucker has the looks, intelligence and social charisma to go from girl to girl, never knowing what it is to be lonely and frustrated and never being single unless by conscious choice, and mentally beating the shit out of himself every time he actually gets something from it because his brain is shackled to an 18th century hack's version of the fucking Bronze Age. Meanwhile, having no such delusions, here I sit almost 4 years since that girlfriend with not so much as a motherfucking peck on the lips to show for it; partially because I'm just not as outgoing as him, but also because the vast majority of girls I meet think I'm "evil" and would rather find another hypocritical sack of shit to jump between the covers with and do the very thing for which they'd condescendingly scold me.

 

:vent: :vent: :vent:

 

Okay, so I hadn't intended this to become a steam outlet for my own frustration, but I'm secure in the confidence you all understand (and a fair few of you can relate to) the need for it. It's bad enough watching my brother and all those like him go about "making merry" in blatant defiance of the teachings of their own alleged "savior;" to be implicated in his failings and unwillingly assigned responsibility for the fucking ridiculous notion of his "purity" is just too gorram much.

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Maybe you could ask in turn if your brother could develope some selfcontrol Woodsmoke.

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Man Woodsmoke. It sounds like you're wading through some serious bullshit at the moment. I guess the only thing I can do is hope that you won't be in your current situation for long.

 

I wonder what your Mom and brother would think if they could read what you've written here. I would hope that they would have the decency to feel a little embarrased about it.

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I agree; tell him to control his own damn self. You're not his keeper, no matter what his religion says.

 

Tell him to be a man and accept some responsibility for himself, and since he's so fond of criticizing your positions, tell him to stop worrying about what some mythical voyeur supposedly thinks about him pulling his pud :jerkit:

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It's not your fault if he can't stop himself looking at the cyber equivalent of a stickbook every time he logs on to the net, is it? If he wants to do that, why doesn't he just buy himself his own computer? My biggest concern would be that if he keeps logging on to these sites, your PC will end up infested with all kinds of malware and other junk while he's busy knockin' the top off.

 

Another thing is, if he can get all the sheilas he wants, why does he have to look at stickbooks anyway? That's like eating chocolate with the wrapper on it. Oh, and you could always remind him of what Augustine was supposed to have said, "Oh Lord make me chaste, but not yet!"

Casey

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I'd go to my paint shop and make me some wallpapaer. Oh not nakie pics, noooooo, just words, to the effect of "Password protected so minors, and those with a minors maturity won't give my comp a virus looking at porn." Well, it coudl be more cleaver I suppose, but soemthing along those lines. So, even if he touches the mouse he gets what you think of his weakness. Damn, though, porn can download so much crap onto your comp, just for that I'd set up the password, and if I didn't tell him, I'd tell my mother. "Oh great cuz he's such a child I'm going to have to not just have a password, but I'm going to have to make sure I don't already have a virus", because you know, if he's gone to the trouble of speaking to your mother he's probably already lost the battle at least once.

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You should get CyberNanny or WebWatch or some other software madeto track and block "little kids" from getting on sites they are not supposed to.

 

You need to figure out a way to have fun with it. Better than letting them get to you.

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