I was the victim of one of those stifling parochial-school upbringings. My parents thought it'd be wise to send me (but not my older brother—he's a boy) because it was safer than the public school down the street. Parochial school meant no premarital sex, no meat, no dances—and who the hell is Darwin? (Funny enough, it turns out that all of my friends who got knocked-up in their teens attended that same school. Social... More >>>