I think somewhere muddled in me is a romantic who finds the idea of multiple partners disturbing. I do not know this guy, but he speaks from the small end of a large megaphone. I can tell his megaphone is loud because he speaks from under the buried debris of porn throughout the years and additional societal pressure. I will name this speaker Ralph, as I am disgusted with his presence. The outside resources (porn is a resource) he refutes say any sexual activity, particularly a threesome, is more than an okay thing.
Ralph advocates abstinence. I say fuck Ralph. A lack of sex only leads to bad choices in sex. My compromise would to be an advocate for masturbation. I won't argue the merits of self gratification, but rather the clarity the comes afterwards. I'll refer you to your VHS Textbook copy of "There's Something About Mary":
DOM: The most honest moment in a man's life is the five minutes after he's blown a load. That's a medical fact. And it's because you're no longer trying to get laid. You're actually thinking [...]I'm trying to stop you from dumb hookups. If you haven't gone out, do it. Nobody makes a stupid mistake after they're done. Sex has this component where it blocks out several awful truths. In order for it work you need dim lights and a catalyst. It can either be alcohol or lack of stimulation or both. But just remember, this guy doesn't care:
TED: Jesus Christ you're right.
DOM: You bet your ass I'm right. You don't go out with a loaded gun, you empty the barrels!
TED: Holy shit, I've been going out with a loaded gun!
DOM: People get hurt that way.

All I'm saying is that I've never heard of anybody completing the third act in a one man show and going 'Sweet, I'm going to catch another production.'
No. You stay at home and practice your monologue. Come out after.
Reminders for class: Really, just stop with the stupid decisions, Phil.
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