on x/y
Slightly related to what I just posted over on Entermation, but more related to a recent encounter with a friend:
I don't care what anyone's sexual orientation is. I just don't want to hear about it-and I certainly don't want to see it. Whether you're hetero, homo, bi, A, pan, mono, trans or some other variety-I'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourself. Not that I don't want to know about you being in love, but I'd appreciate keeping the 'lurid' details to yourself. I'm fine with whatever you want to do, too. As long as all who are participating are consenting adults.
Clarification: holding hands and kissing in public seem reasonable. I don't know why anyone would need to talk about that. Groping and locked faces seem appropriate for teenagers-since they're all full of hormones and have limited opportunity for privacy. The rest of us 'adults'-c'mon-have a little digression. When I am audience to a detailed description of last night's sexual adventure-or even worse-seeing anything of the sort, I really don't want to participate.
Yes, I know, I'm a bit puritan. We certainly wouldn't have computers or the internet to the point that they are now if there weren't rampant pornography and 'video' games. I think those two things are on the cutting edge of technology use at all times. It's probably why and how we went to the moon (or did we?). At least these things are generally sought out-not presented to you.
OK, so what happened was someone said: "Good morning, how are you?" "Hey, lookit this!" "I "nailed" her last night!" [and some details followed, which were truncated by me] I had the incredibly distasteful experience of seeing a photo of these two people in the process of some sexual encounter, with a vivid description halted. Oh, right there, the pornographic advantages of digital photography. Hot diggity.
On asexuality: I know it happens when it has to, but seeing people splitting into two globs at the mall is a little disturbing.
I don't care what anyone's sexual orientation is. I just don't want to hear about it-and I certainly don't want to see it. Whether you're hetero, homo, bi, A, pan, mono, trans or some other variety-I'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourself. Not that I don't want to know about you being in love, but I'd appreciate keeping the 'lurid' details to yourself. I'm fine with whatever you want to do, too. As long as all who are participating are consenting adults.
Clarification: holding hands and kissing in public seem reasonable. I don't know why anyone would need to talk about that. Groping and locked faces seem appropriate for teenagers-since they're all full of hormones and have limited opportunity for privacy. The rest of us 'adults'-c'mon-have a little digression. When I am audience to a detailed description of last night's sexual adventure-or even worse-seeing anything of the sort, I really don't want to participate.
Yes, I know, I'm a bit puritan. We certainly wouldn't have computers or the internet to the point that they are now if there weren't rampant pornography and 'video' games. I think those two things are on the cutting edge of technology use at all times. It's probably why and how we went to the moon (or did we?). At least these things are generally sought out-not presented to you.
OK, so what happened was someone said: "Good morning, how are you?" "Hey, lookit this!" "I "nailed" her last night!" [and some details followed, which were truncated by me] I had the incredibly distasteful experience of seeing a photo of these two people in the process of some sexual encounter, with a vivid description halted. Oh, right there, the pornographic advantages of digital photography. Hot diggity.
On asexuality: I know it happens when it has to, but seeing people splitting into two globs at the mall is a little disturbing.
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