“Ah dad, why not?” they complained.
Dad replied: “Because every movie contains nudity and portrays immorality as being normal and acceptable behavior.”
“But dad, those are just very small parts of the movie! That’s what our friends who’ve seen it have told us. The movie is two hours long and those scenes are just a few minutes of the total film! It’s based on a true story and good triumphs over evil, and there are other redeeming themes like courage and self-sacrifice. Even the movie review websites say that!”
“My answer is ‘no,’ and that is my final answer. You will not go and watch any film. End of discussion.”
The two teenagers walked dejectedly into the family room and slumped down on the couch. As they sulked, they were surprised to hear the sounds of their father preparing something in the kitchen.
They soon recognized the wonderful aroma of cookies baking in the oven, and one of the teenagers said to the other, “Dad must be feeling guilty, and now he’s going to try to make it up to us with some fresh cookies. Maybe we can soften him with lots of praise when he brings them out to us and persuade him to let us go to that movie after all.”
The teens were not disappointed. Soon their father appeared with a plate of warm cookies, which he offered to his kids. They each took one.
Then their father said, “Before you eat, I want to tell you something: I love you both so much.”
The teenagers smiled at each other with knowing glances. Dad was softening.
“That is why I’ve made these cookies with the very best ingredients. I’ve made them from scratch. Most of the ingredients are even organic; the best organic flour, the best free range eggs, the best organic sugar, premium vanilla and chocolate.” The cookies looked mouth-watering, and the teens began to become a little impatient with their dad’s long speech.
“But I want to be perfectly honest with you. There is one ingredient I added that is not usually found in cookies. I got that ingredient from our own back yard. But you needn’t worry, because I only added the tiniest bit of that ingredient to your cookies. The amount of the portion is practically insignificant. So go ahead, take a bite and let me know what you think?
“Dad, would you mind telling us what that mystery ingredient is before we eat?”
“Why? The portion I added was so small, just a teaspoonful. You won’t even taste it.”
“Come on, dad; just tell us what that ingredient is?”
“Don’t worry! It is organic, just like the other ingredients.”
“Well, OK, if you insist. That secret ingredient is organic … cat poop.”
Both teens instantly dropped their cookies back on the plate and began inspecting their fingers with horror.
“Dad! Why did you do that? You’ve tortured us by making us smell those cookies cooking for the last half hour, and now you tell us that you added cat poop! We can’t eat these cookies!”
“Why not? The amount of cat poop is very small compared to the rest of the ingredients. It won’t hurt you. It’s been cooked right along with the other ingredients. You won’t even taste it. It has the same consistency as the cookies. Go ahead and eat!”
“No, Dad … Never!”
“And that is the same reason I won’t allow you to go watch movies. You won’t tolerate a little cat poop in your cookies, so why should you tolerate a little immorality in your movies?
Dear Readers, please give a fitting moral to the story!!