Remember that old chambermaid skit on Rowan and Martin’s “Laugh-In” where the two cockney maids would grouse about “sex and vy-o-lens” – that feels a little like what I’m reading today:
On Sexy!: Tim Muldoon’s look at Sex and the anti-economics of love:
And since women have not on a large scale conspired to raise the price of sex (as in Aristophanes’ play Lysistrata, in which women halt a war by refusing sex till it’s over), men remain the parties that retain power through the principle of least interest (see the Hooking Up Smart link). Sex is cheap, and there’s abundant supply, so men have no interest in channeling their desires toward anything productive.
Little Miss Attila strikes a similar note:
Right now, we live in a culture in which the structure of male-female relationships is broken, and everyone senses it. When I talk to my lefty friends, they acknowledge that as well, but they would really like it to be the fault of corporations, so they tend to talk a lot about “making sex into a commodity.” But that isn’t all of what’s going on, either.
Instead, what happened with premarital sex is what happened with abortion: something that started out as a “choice” turned into a cultural imperative. What was possible became a mandate. And women/girls were screwed not in the nice sense–but eventually, more and more, in the not-nice sense.
Kathryn Jean Lopez joins in:
C. S. Lewis had some good advice about this that we could afford to consider right about now: “I would rather get away from that whole idea of clocks. We all want progress. But progress means getting nearer to the place where you want to be. And if you have taken a wrong turning, then to go forward doesn’t get you any nearer. If you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road, and in that case the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive . . . [and] going back is the quickest way on.”
Max Lindenman finding value in the old-fashioned:
My nice Catholic girls were completely different animals. Straightforward and unaffected, they sent no mixed signals, crowned their bedposts with no negative notches. In their orgies of chaste snuggle-wuggles I see evidence for a startling truth: where sexuality decreases, tenderness and sensuality increase.
Too facile? Bear with me here. I’m still trying to figure all this out.
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