Space of Love Magazine

Sex in the City and Elsewhere - Dead-End Traffic or Ultimate Bliss??

      SOL Magazine Issue # 2 January 2009.
      by Regina B. Jensen, PhD,    fullyalivewellnesscenter.com

         [SPAM] Like It Or Not…S/E/X SELLS!

        

         "Why are you slinking around like the dog when he's guilty?" my husband asks.
         I didn't think anyone had noticed my discomfort. I nervously start sorting through my stacks of colorful files.
         "Is that what I look like? I don't feel guilty, just miserable. I'm supposed to be writing this article on Sex - and I don't think anyone will like me afterwards," I mope.
         "Really?? I like you! Everyone still likes Anastasia, even though she spoiled the fun of a few people when she told them that Sex as most people think of it was for one thing and one thing only ...well... you know what I mean....Do you know how to start writing it at all?"
         "Yea...How about this: If I were a red, hairy demon, sitting on a dark cloud, maybe number thirteen, looking down upon Creation scheming HOW I might set it up to easily keep humanity in perpetual misery, such as relationships in terminal turmoil, neurotic children raised in broken families, guilt simmering everywhere, judgments ringing off church-pulpits, politicians footsying under restroom-dividers, economy thriving off of the biggest unacknowledged industry of the Western Culture...and..."
          "STOP! You sound as if you are just about to threaten the entire US monetary system," my husband Benny is holding his ears.
"Threatening our economy? I'm not worried about that any more; there's not much left of it anyway."

          But actually, I HAD been wondering about that; how so much of our culture seems designed to preoccupy men and women with the idea of frequent copulation, presumably to bring them romance and lasting happiness, when that archaic animal-behavior actually ruins relationships - AND people's lives and pocket-books - faster than I could write this article. How many retail-stores, business-services, publications and professions are directly dependent upon the idea that as long as there is frequent orgasmic copulating activity, there is lasting love, security, success and true power.
          "How about I let the cat write it?" I ask Benny. "For a tom-cat, Civet did quite well with that article on the Nostratic language last issue, didn't he? After all, HE'S the one who abuses his beautiful erotic, spiritual nature twice a day with that darn woolen rabbit, so he should know best. And imagine what Ryan said when I asked him for help with the article? He says, with his erotic, rolling voice, 'Well, that sounds interesting, but WHY would you want to take something away from people that feels soooo good.' Ha, I thought, so does cocaine! He should know, having struggled with addictions all his life. But I am not taking anything away from people...I'm not taking away a thing! Actually, I would be ADDING things: balance, bliss, happiness, long-term relationships, unbroken homes, guilt-free sensuality, energizing intimacy..."
           "You don't have to convince ME! Well, why don't you tell them what Christian Opitz, your German neuro-scientist friend said...that orgasmic sex is secondary in addictiveness only to cocaine? And that the dopamine rushes it causes can produce crash-downs in people faster than they got high, and that those are as depleting, depressing and anxiety-producing as drug-trips....and cause more psychological, relational, spiritual and other miseries than anyone would ever want to know...!"
"Wow! You almost sound like me, my Dear! Have you been reading any of my books?" I am delighted by my husband's enthusiastic support.
           "How can I not! I actually make contact with the sensitive material by tripping over those stacks of books everywhere. How in the world are you planning to get two-thousand years of esoteric information and this cutting-edge brain research into one short article?"

           I can tell that my dear mate of several decades has suffered from my strange writing habits, namely spreading my materials all over the floor.
           "Actually, maybe I just changed my mind. Why shouldn't YOU be the messenger who will bring the unpleasant news that humanity's favorite pastime might not have been without dire consequences, even though there might be a very happy ending? After all, men might be a bit more resistant to this information for reasons I need not explain to a guy? So, move the cat off of 'Sperm Wars', 'Mean Genes' and 'The Evolution of Desire,' dust off 'Liars, Lovers and Heroes', skim through 'Women, Passion and Celibacy' and that other stack over there, and particularly read up on...here...'Peace Between the Sheets'. To make my - I mean YOUR - dilemma worse, do remember please that this article is for our wonderful Space of Love Magazine, a family and sustainability magazine, so make sure you use none of those male terms when you approach this delicate matter, my Dear."

           Now I am tickled. I effectively rid myself of this ominous-seeming task.
           "Oh, let's see...," Benny pretends to pick up on my writing challenge: "'What's an orgasm, Mommie?'  ... >>

Read the full article in SOL Issue # 2, January 2009

Copyright © Regina B. Jensen  and SOL Magazine, 2009  All rights reserved

Home | More articles | Subscribe to SOL | Contact us | Join SOL Community

Space of Love Magazine