So what do you think of this, Hmmmmmmmmmm?.....
Just posting to see what sorts of responses, if any, will eventuate.
I have my own opinion, but I'll keep it to myself, for the time being. ......
If you have to shake it, it's not sexy
January 15, 2006/the AGE
The promises of post-feminist promiscuity are a real turn-off, writes James Kane.
Dear women of the Western world (and your affiliates via the World Wide Web),
as a male who has drifted past his sexual peak without a single orgy notched on his bedpost, I would like to make an open declaration against promiscuity. I'm not talking about the paranoia of promiscuity that forces women to live behind burqas, nor genuine promiscuity that may have been caused by a bad break-up, low self-esteem, excessive drinking or the frequent compounding of all three.
No, the kind of promiscuity I abhor is the kind that doesn't really exist. It is more like a promise of promiscuity. It is the kind I see printed on T-shirts ("Whore" or "Paris Wannabe" in bright pink and silver sparkles). It is the kind that teases me in shop windows, sells to me in commercials and shakes its booty at me in Pussycat Dolls video clips. I even saw it in these Opinion pages. The only place it won't follow me is to bed.
According to some, the promise of promiscuity is a part of the post-feminist package. The new deal is for everyone. Paris and the Pussycat Dolls herald a new age where women are sexually empowered, men are sexually fulfilled and that itch is just due to the humidity and should clear itself up after a few days.
Recent PR coming from Pussycat Dolls management is slightly contradictory, suggesting that young girls thought feminism wasn't sexy so they ditched it to please the boys. So perhaps the primary motive behind this new sexual exhibitionism is unclear, but for present purposes that is irrelevant. I am only concerned with how this affects me. Whether you women are doing it for yourselves or whether you are doing it for the boys, the point is you are not doing it for me.
I was brought up with the promise that you women of the future would be independent, successful and sexually empowered. Of course, I didn't realise you would demonstrate your success through a crass obsession with consumables. I didn't realise your sexual empowerment would be expressed by adorning yourselves with the superficial accoutrements of erotica that anyone who has actually had sex knows are just amusing distractions before the visceral physicality of intimacy. And I didn't realise that you would demonstrate your independence by sleeping with that jerk from my gym who has no brains and absolutely no career prospects outside the gay porn industry. Women of the world, where did you go wrong? ...... <cont>
http://www.theage.com.au/news/opinion/if-you-have-to-shake-it-its-not-sexy/2006/01/14/1137119000906.html