Boulder Wall Guy

Just wanted to warn all.  If you happen to see a man probably in his late 30's, early 40's, driving around in a darker brown/black pick up with boulderwallguy.com printed on the side of the truck, hauling the frame of an old car - beware.

Yesterday we were driving home on 23, headed south and stopped at a gas station off the highway in Milan.  As we pulled up, we saw a truck hauling a car pulled in front of the gas station.  Here was this guy in a cowboy hat taking pictures of girls in bikinis in front of the old frame of a car.  I immediately became hot under the collar for several reasons.

First - these girls were not that old.  Possibly in the late teens/early twenties - maybe some younger.  My initial reaction was "WHAT are these girls THINKING??" - and then I remembered everything we have learned.  What the girls were thinking is what they've been taught their entire lives.  I am an object to be objectified.  Whether they were abused, molested or just have naively given into the cultural lie of Satan that we control men by our bodies - I don't know.  I DO know they have been lied to - by Satan, by society, by absent or abusive fathers, or by fathers who maybe didn't touch their own daughters, but have no problem hanging playboy pictures of other mens daughters in their homes.  Whatever - they've been lied to and have fallen hook, line, and sinker for that lie.

My second, and more appropriate reaction was to harm this man.  It took EVERY ounce of strength in me not to go beat him to a pulp.  Literally.  I was even more disgusted when I entered the gas station full of men - none of which had any self respect whatsoever and were ALL visually enjoying the porno scene going on right in front of my eyes.  I am happy to report that it was my man, my Godly, wonderful, incredibly awesome man, was the only one able to keep his eyes where they belonged and not take part in the objectification.  My son was equally as strong and I was so stinking proud of him for seeing the whole thing for exactly what it was.  Sick disgusting men and very lost young women.

Anyway - I had to go back out to the car and heard him telling these girls - and any attractive woman that would listen - that he had a "cable show" that he was "filming" for.  Huh?  He had a cheap camera, driving a beat up pick up truck, wearing a cowboy hat and dirty clothes - it was SOOOOO obvious he was nothing but a pervert.  But there I stood, watching at least 10 beautiful young women strip down to their bikinis and pose for him (sexually obviously).  I wanted so much to tell them exactly where those pictures were going to end up - and it wasn't on the type of cable show they were thinking.  My heart was so broken and so angry at the same time.  Needless to say, he did not ask me for my picture - both because I am not a size 2 and maybe because of the daggers I was shooting with my eyes.  If looks could kill - the man would have not lived to see another day :)

I didn't know what to do.  If I had thought fast enough, I would have gone over and offered to take a picture of him with the girls - and then promptly smashed the camera as soon as it was in my hands.  Of course that might have landed me in jail, or worse so it's probably good that didn't enter my head until later.  I wanted to tell these girls what was really happening - yet they were old enough to voluntarily both pose and then hand him their phone numbers.  I don't think they were really that naive.

It was sad and I was disgusted and angry.  It bothered me all night.  The brokenness of those girls broke me.  What horrible things have happened, what horrible lies have they believed, to allow themselves to be so disrespected.  Oh how my heart broke.

I intend on contacting the company listed on his truck.  It's probably his company but I'm going to contact them anyway.  If he's not the boss - his boss will be informed of what I witnessed.  It was so wrong on so many levels.

Anyway - it was sad.  We have much work to do ladies and gentlemen.  We must teach our sons the worth of women and teach our daughters their worth in the kingdom of God.  Our hearts must break for those things that break God's heart.  And if you see that man driving down the road - keep your kids away.

***Update  - the company does not exist.  No surprise there.  The scary thing is - exactly what is he doing with those pictures he's taking?  Just like we teach our children - stranger danger.  Never talk to strangers.  ***