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That got your attention, didn’t it.
Hospice Helps Dying Man Lose His Virginity (Fox News)
This 22 yr old man dying of muscular dystrophy wanted to experience sex before he died, saved up money, and found a sex worker who specialized in disabled client.
“It was not emotionally fulfilling, but the lady was very pleasant and very understanding. I do not know whether I would do it again. I would much rather find a girlfriend, but I have to be realistic.” he said.
Scott Peck wrote a novel that takes place in a nursing home, called “A Bed By The Window”. One of the sub-plots involves a young man in the same situation, and explores the ethics of sexuality.
It makes me think, about sex and all. It’s a fundamental part of our existance, a perfectly natural function. And, while I am hopelessly and completely monogamous, I can see how through our evolution monogamy ain’t necessarily all that. Certainly if you’re talking about spreading out the gene pool. (Looking at it biologically, not theologically)
I believe jealousy is a huge part of monogamy.
1. jealous resentment against a rival, a person enjoying success or advantage, etc., or against another’s success or advantage itself.
2. mental uneasiness from suspicion or fear of rivalry, unfaithfulness, etc., as in love or aims.
3. vigilance in maintaining or guarding something.
Now, when I think of jealousy, I think of ye olde green eyed monster, the one that make me (a girl) want to rip out someone’s (another girl’s) hair, or put alum in her douche, if she rubs up against my feller with a bit too much familiarity. (Fortunately for me, he tends to be completely oblivious to such ploys, me having brainwashed him all these 20 yrs) By definition, tho it’s more than that. Vigilance in maintaining or guarding something-that’s a great way to put it. Maintaining a relationship, perhaps, or guarding the integrity of your household/workplace/whatever. It is also the green eyed monster, which is (I believe) an evolutionary event that causes us to protect our genetic advantage.
Now, what that advantage is, can depend on who you are, your upbringing, all sorts of things. If it’s important to you that your children be physically attractive, then you’re going to look for a mate with the qualities you favor, fine build, the desired colored eyes, height, breadth of shoulder, that sort of thing. Me, I like tall men, with alot of hair. My husband, who also looked for a mate with qualities he liked, prefers a nice round ass and a defined waist. Some like boobs, some like athletic builds, others don’t even look at physique at all and look for brains, or musical talent.
We each have something that we find sexually desirable, and the diversity of opinion allows for a genetic diversity that ensures the ongoing health of the species. It’s a good thing.
I have no idea where this is going. I started out with a full cocktail glass of cosmopolitans and now I’m down to the last 1/2 inch.
Ok, sexual advantage. Supposedly there are physical characterisitics which can give an individual advantage over another person. For men, it can be obvious strength, or height (the better to peer over the waving grass to spy a predator?), or today, ability to provide well for a family, such as a good paying job, or skills that are in demand.Once asked of me was “Would you rather go out with a short bald guy who’s rich or a tall beefy guy who lays drywall for a living?” Duh. I’d rather go with the one who catches my reference to Blazing Saddles. They also have this thing about the size of their private parts. I am told that the men who say things like “it’s not the size, it’s the skill” are the selfsame ones who have insecurity about their size. That’s not something I go trolling through the mall about tho, asking if such things are true. You’d think we’d have outgrown that by now, given the fact that we all wear clothes, and have for quite some time. I know that I have never interviewed a candidate for Boyfriend and asked about such personal things.
For women, it’s hard to say. If you go by what the media says, the most physically attractive women look like they’ve been locked in a basement and fed celery for a year. But having polled the men in my life, the most attractive women are a bit meatier, with boobs and hips and all this evolutionary childbearing potential. Women’s physical attributes are much more evident, particularly with the current fashion of low-riding pants and tight shirts. Stereotypes, I know, and the whole Feminism Culture is working hard to obliderate them, but the fact is, men are (generally) attracted to women who look like they could have lots of babies with relatively little trouble. And they like boobs. It’s a simple fact. Men like boobs. “They’re fun to play with” I have been told. Not to mention fun to BE played with.
The whole point of this bit (if you could call it a point) is that sex is a natrual thing. Sexual attraction is natural, whether it’s hetero or homo. Whether it’s more fun with you and one other who you’ve committed to for life, or between you and however many all at once or one after the other. Biologically speaking, sex is a fundamental part of our existance as humans. These folk that get all het up about how we should only Do It once we’re married to one person of the opposite gender in a church before God and Community in a white dress and a cake the next hour are completely ignoring (excuse me! GOD-CREATED) natural sexuality.
OK…before you have a stroke and lay an egg, I am in complete approval of monogamy and fidelity. I do it all the time, and it works best for me and mine. I hope that my children will see it the same way. However, if they should, for whatever reason, decide that they don’t see things my way, I’ll get over it. They’re my kids, I love them ,and once they’re adults I will accept the decisions they make as having been made by an adult. Even if they’re wrong.
I will not, however, approve of egregiously devient behavior, like doing it with dogs or young children or whatever. That’s just wrong and gross and I don’t even need to go there.