In my family, where we are politically divided between Democrat, Libertarian, and Republican, it was family manners, and family rule, that you leave politics out of the family table. I had plenty of bad inclinations myself regarding morality, but I confided with my parents about it in private. But that’s the problem, nobody has a lick of common sense about what belongs in private anymore, and some people feel that they are oppressed unless they get to share with everyone what they do in private, if you ask me, that childish, narcissistic attitude that you have to talk about your most personal functions in public or at the dinner table is just not mentally healthy, in fact, pardon the redundancy, it’s clinical narcissism. What’s even more sad is how much narcissism pretty much is a favored factor in the voters who choose so much of our politicians nowadays too.
Shortly after I got married, one of my good girlfriends from ten years dropped in for a visit and, within the first 15 minutes, mentioned her va-jay-jay (using the real latin word) to my new husband. That was the end of having her over.