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.
Casual sex is a feminist con, says ex-groupie. I always found it amusing that the feminist con was so compatible with the time-honored male con. One quote:
Whatever Greer and her ilk might say I’ve tried their philosophy — that a woman can shag like a man — and it doesn’t work. We’re not built like that. Women are built for bonding. We are vessels and we seek to be filled. For that reason, however much we try and convince ourselves that it isn’t so, sex will always leave us feeling empty unless we are certain that we are loved, that the act is part of a bigger picture that we are loved for our whole selves not just our bodies.
It took me a long time to realise this. My earliest attitudes about sex were shaped from what I saw in the lives of my older sister and my mother — especially my mother, a free spirit who was desperately trying to make up missing out on the hippie era.
Sad article. It is amazing, given the male-female differences, and the popular culture's poison, that one occasionally sees a happily married couple. One of the reasons I like to go to church (sssh) is seeing those elderly couples holding hands or rubbing knees in the services. Spiritual and intellectual companionship help...You don't want to trash a friend and a soulmate...
But personally, I think 13th century doomed love is way cooller than all the wild behavior around me when I was growing up in the 70s. Better to sigh and die over a minstrel writing one bad poetry from a distance than some drunken boor pawing one and telling all. Better to have loved an unattainable beloved, or loved and lost, than to have lusted and regretted as the hapless author of the article...If you really love her, you will slay a dragon for me, or go off to the Crusades for seven years. Do that, and she will happily produce a dozen wee bairns and keep a happy table with you upon your return...
Still, I always liked Katherine Hepburn's remark about how she didn't think men and women should marry, but should live next door and visit (may have the star and the exact quote wrong, but you get the general idea).
Just because you stay together doesn't mean that either one cherishes or continues to adore the other. A floozy, even one in recovery like the article's author, tends to idealize the relationships of long-married couples, which can in fact often come to resemble trench warfare in WWI. What should have been temporary, gets built up, furnished, surrounded with barbed wire--in or out, to move is to risk death. Plenty of marriages are as damaging as a life of one-night stands.
Personally, I think men and women can be very good friends, and about one in a hundred married couples seem genuinely well suited and happy, but most of the rest of us make a right mess of things romantic and sexual, whether we stay chaste, act married, or screw around. Man (and woman) is doomed to trouble,as the sparks fly upward. Woody Allen gets it.
And if I say it often enough, I may believe it, but really the hope of love makes it worth getting up every day. The few happily married couples I have known are an inspiration, and there is something of God there. That's what keeps the rest of us poor slobs trying to improve ourselves and make ourselves more worthy of love, wanting to be like those few blessed ones whose homes are havens of blessing for the rest of us.
Personally I was in love with all of the hundreds and hundreds (not joking on the numbers) of girls to mature women I've bedded in my day. I wanted them to be fulfilled sexually since that was the intent from the outset of 99% of the trists. I worked very hard at their satisfaction because I knew I'd have mine. And I did.
That women and men are different is nothing new. We're hounds on the loose, and if you're a fortunate enough man to be an alpha male then you'll never want for sex.
Our culture was not advanced by the 60's Babies at all. We destroyed a great culture in about fifteen years. Our country and culture still suffer and may never recover.
Anyone who doesn't acknowledge that a revolution took place in this country in the 60's wasn't lucid. But of course that's kinda the point. The Baby Bummers weren't lucid, they were solipsistic.
I'll be kind to myself and say that I didn't trash the culture anything like what I saw around me. I did the have as much sex as possible though.
Now many of those who drank deeply from the cup of corrupted culture are in positions of power. Bill Clinton is the qintesscense of the slimy culture destroyer. Pot smoking,rapist,coke snorting, jive as motherf*cker...
A bad generation comes along every so often in a culture and does such great harm that time cannot cure the lesions or repair the ruptured fabric.
It is good we are entering our retirement years and in another score we will begin dying off to an increased cadence. But watch out we still know how to destroy the landscape.
I always thought one of the prime attractions of socialism to such as Welles and Russell was the promise of free nooky. I also think one of the prime roles of culture is to control sexuality, particularly that of young men. Left to themselves, guys would just fuck around and forget about family. That is one of the problems in places where culture has broken down, parts of Africa, for instance, or Europe and America in the sixties.