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As Shirley Manson once sang on the 2005 alt-rock album Bleed Like Me - “It’s our conviction, sex is not the enemy,” — at least that was so we thought.
This is a word that I've been called quite often in my few short years as an adult and unlike most people it never really bugged me. Now, I can't say that I fully agree with Mr. Webster's definition, mostly because I've always used these two words with the meanings switched. Last time I checked a prostitute was a person who got paid for sex and it sure as fuck didn't have to be a woman! To be honest, I've always thought terms like whore and slut were more relative to the person using them because much like an elementary school bully who's twice the size of everyone else in his class and has a gland problem, it's his way of feeling better about himself by thinking that he is the better person. Bam! You all just got schooled. :)
I haven't had sex in a month. Ugh, it hurts just to type it out... Now, I've gone far longer without it mind you but for some reason this month seems to sting a little extra. One old cast of mine had a bunch of post-its on the call board in the hallway with the number of days I had gone without... Obviously I was pretty vocal about it. And when I did a contract in the Mediterranean I went without it for six months while my boyfriend Cole waited for me back in Tennessee and trust me when I say that those drunken nights in Barcelona and Santorini were not always easy to get through. So I did what any normal self-destructive person would do and waited until I got home to cheat on him with a kid from the Hairspray tour and a yokel with braces who ended up looking like a decent guy 3 years later when he got the braces off and lost a few pounds (I'm not mean... just honest). And there have been more than one three month periods of unintentional abstinence, however I honestly think this is the longest I've gone without sex since 2006. Boo.
This night I was walking down MLK passed St. Barney's Academy when I heard a voice say "Hey, how are you?" I turned to look and a fine ass man was standing in the steps of the school. Chocolate brown with a thin goatee, violet contacts and a killer smile. "Hi, I'm good." I say back to him and he comes down the stairs toward me. OMG I'm thinking, damn this brother is fiiine and he wants to talk to me? I'm getting nervous as he approaches but he smiled and said, "I'm Johnathan, and you are?" I blushed and gave him my name. He said he had seen me walk by a couple of times this week while he was on duty at the school. "Yeah I go to school next door," I told him, almost embarrassed that I was still a student. He looked surprised too.
I was a bit late to the game in figuring out just how serious this pandemic stuff was. The cancellation of SXSW and shuttering of college campuses should've tipped me off, but I wasn't phased. My final romp through civilization involved a road trip through west Texas, 4 shows in dirty bars, a BDSM photoshoot and, most gloriously, an orgy with my favorite play group.
Have you ever described yourself or someone else as “clean” when talking about sexual health? It’s really common for people to use this kind of terminology when what they really mean is that they don’t have any current sexually transmitted infections (STIs). Most people don’t think twice about using this kind of language but such terms actually contribute significantly to the stigma associated with STIs. It is part of the culture that shames people for their sexual health status and makes others afraid to get tested, communicate their status, or have open conversations about sexual health. Stigma can have a huge impact on a person’s feelings of self-worth, the spread of disease, and the marginalization of people.
In Ufology There are numerous people who say they have had intimate encounters with beings from other worlds. One of the most famous for being the first official case of abduction is the testimony of Antonio Villas Boas, a Brazilian farmer who in 1957 at the age of 23 reported having been taken aboard a UFO for a very particular experience:
The topic of sex clouds over me every day like a heavy fog. Who am I having sex with? Who am I avoiding having sex with?
Before we get even with this topic I think the best thing to do is to explain what we mean by the "Camel Toe". We are not referring to the toes of a Camel but once it has been explained it will all become clear!
About how often do humans get it on? What can you expect of your life’s sexual career? In the beginning, as young adults, most people make love roughly twice a week. This is a time wrought with turbulence driven by the excitement and fire of youth. Despite the high frequency of sex, many people consider it a bit of a frustrating time because the challenges of being a young adult so often lead to issues that seem complicated and overwhelming. Men and women are just getting introduced to understanding how different they are from each other.
I have met a lot of crazy women an men in my lifetime, more than I would have liked to meet. Yes, we are all a little crazy and I'm okay with that. I'm talking more about the psycho bitches that will do anything it takes to get what they want. Let me elaborate...
You know what is the best thing in the world? Friendship. I mean it generally, like friendship with your children, spouse, women, girls, boys, men, animals, whatever your preference. All I'm saying is it’s essential. Having good (or bad) people you can confide in is a blessing. You know there is a “but'' in this situation though. Friendship means trust and trust entails a lot of effort. If you haven’t done so already, go read my prior stories so you can get a better picture of who I am. So when I meet people, I initially tell them not to love me. Seriously! You know why? Not putting a defense mechanism up, it’s more like I know what I want and don’t want. The sad truth is that most people end up loving you when you say that. Jesus... It’s like telling a child not to cross the street by themselves and they just want to do it more. Then how the fuck can you be mad at me for that? Get mad at yourself. There were rules and recommendations, and you decided against them. Not my problem...