We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
It seems to me that the militant feminists of the Betty Friedan/Gloria Steinem persuasion have led our sweet little lemmings right over the edge of the cliff. Sex without consequences doesn't exist, despite what the '60s flower children told you. What you get instead is a general breakdown of the protections of a stable society. Single mothers, careless impregnators, poverty-stricken, single parent households have become the norm, not the exception.
Today, romance novels, the I'll-love-you-forever kind, outsell all other genres of books on the market, including non-fiction. The dirty little secret of most publishers is that they support the rest of their publishing stable on the backs of their romance book sales. And boy, do the publishers hate it. They treat these great money-earners like dirt, using trashy cover art, icky titles, anything to show their scorn. I can remember when, in the 30s and 40s, they treated mystery novels like this. And the mystery writers went serenely on writing quality fiction even though their books were scorned by their publishers, because the mysteries too, sold better by far than 'literary fiction'. biography and history and other 'respectable' genres. It has taken all these years for great mystery story writers like P.D. James, Eric Ambler, Dorothy Sayers et al, to get recognized for the fine writers and prose stylists they were.
From the medieval troubadours to modern times, the human heart has yearned for true love. And one-night stands, and nasty encounters with bunches of teen-aged boys in bathrooms, just don't cut it.