December 7, 2004

  • Society in your head…

    I shall continue my sexually exploring trend, because a question arose tonight, as I chilled at john’s place, about sexuality.

    (side paragraph: the previous post re: (how much abbreviation must we get to before enough is enough) male female roles is one of many opinions slowly brewed in my head which I like to throw out from time to time to try and chisel them to a honed in argument. They are also good fodder for ripe conversation. And now, with this blog, I can start a compendium of them. The only weird thing is that I find myself saying stuff like “well, like I said on my blog,” (which reminds me of that incredible scene where the eric stolz character in “Kicking and Screaming” Chet breaks it down with “I hear you, Will, but, and I’m just paraphrasing myself here, if (blank, I can’t remember the specific guys) is a tom Collins, then (Hemingway) is a dry martini.) because I reuse certain spiels over and over again almost verbatim (the actor side of me), e.g. the answer to what is eclectic? for anyone who did not go to Wesleyan, which my friend from high school Robert (not a cardinal) can practically quote by heart because he’s heard me say it so many times.)

    And I answered, haven’t you heard my little speech on it? I do believe that everybody is bisexual. That if we had not been raised in a predominantly hetero society that infuses a stigma on homosexual behaivior, sex and attraction would not be separated as they are. If our culture drove us to believe that bisexuality was the norm, nobody would blink an eye. Its all about how you grow up. Sure, your specific circumstances will make you unique, but you can’t escape the imprinting of the plurality, that common thread that binds a country. It takes a village to raise a child, but what power that village has, to raise said child as it sees fit.

    That being said, the theorem of the sliding scale has been used before by people smarter than I, and I hear a ring of truth in it. Even if we all grew up bi, individuals would vary as far as preference, some more to one side than the other.

    Because what woman cannot see the beauty in an attractive woman, what man cannot say that he would rather have a meal across the table from someone resembling brad pitt rather than some ugly chump. Beauty is beauty.

    And every human relationship flirts on the edge of the sexual. That crazy mix of feeling, urges, power, tinges every interaction we go through. We all have bodies that like to touch and fuck other bodies. We have brains that need their ego stroked, that need to know where they stand. That need to be loved.

    Even the time honored bond of friendship, the platonic ideal that allows for relationships between man and man, woman and woman, swirls with sexual tension. How can you not be attracted to your friends, the people that you gravitated to.

    It’s not hard for me to realize that we all just want to fuck each other.

    Except maybe not this guy.

    He was on the bus on my way home, drunk off his ass. I wonder how the bus driver got him out.