FUCK FOR PEACE

One should never be too tired, too sick, too jaded to fuck. One should
never get too belligerent, too unclean, too sexist to find someone to
engulf psychophysically for hours. Fucking is man's greatest invention.
Fucking is the ultimate expression of joy, sorrow, fury, and the beauty of
the human story. The garden blooms in pink and red. Fuck on top,
fuck on the bottom, fuck against the wall, fuck in the dark, fuck
outside, fuck in public, fuck while drunk, fuck with friends, fuck your
enemies (and make some friends), fuck naked, fuck clothed, fuck in
your mother's Blahniks if it rocks your box. Fuck because fucking brings
you closer to the fire. Fuck because it makes things beautiful.

It doesn't matter whom you fuck, nor how you fuck. Pure fucking can build
bridges over any gap. Fuck a 40-year-old disenchanted trophy wife and make
her smile; fuck an adolescent boy and give him wet dreams for life. Go down
on your best friend. That sleepy flush after a really good fuck is the
secret to world peace. It's all in the flesh.

Morrissey knew exactly how much power lies in the fuck. Instead of channeling
energy into sex, he let it all go into his words. Man's urge to create a
greater and more beautiful world, his drive for art and science, equality and
unity, this is the same drive that puts the itch in him. Fucking is the
square root of everything humanity has ever done.

from http://www.reed.edu/~starkel/ffp.txt