Friday, June 16, 2017
-“Turgid Victorian Hangover”
describes my post puberty run.
-Awful! Myself and girlfriends
remade the Roaring Twenties
instead. This time with The Pill.
-Healthier.
-Flogged your member alone,
did you?
-Frowned upon! But, all in all,
there were work-arounds for
everything.
-Like today’s tech?
-Will we ever lose tech?
-It’s forever! Sex I DO worry about.
-Don’t worry, be sad.
Labels: attitudes towards sex, sex, tech, Victorian
Monday, December 05, 2016
Topic A
Participants searingly direct and
honest, ordinarily, at the Way of Calvary
Adult Discussion Group.
Some displayed their embarrassing
addictions as if determined to
suffer even further in the telling.
But...when it came to sex, a kind
of Victorian quaintness enveloped.
Even the rare euphemism felt nearly
revolutionary.
Like soft-spoken Maryanne D. claiming
her boyfriend abnormally interested in...
her "thing."
Leader Cliff finally invited a sex therapist,
Dr Hodley Nethers, who gave them a reprint
of one of his articles, and used clinical
terms again and again.
Soon the group was using them too, but with
an air of superiority: as if to say those people
are really really sick!
Dr Nethers confided to Cliff that such airs
were an important first step.
Cliff...started to worry that he had a tiger
by the tail.
“Exactly! But that's what it is once we
acknowledge it."
Labels: addiction, discussion group, sex, sex therapy, Victorian
Monday, February 04, 2013
There Will Always Be
“No sex please! We’re British.”
Contrast with wartime by
infamous walls: Give
it a go,
Yank! Your mum won’t
know.
Then there’s The English Disease.
With theme and variation quite
enveloping politest society
through top layers. Not thought so
pathological in this day, though
very much the stuff
of Historical Empire
after the Romans.
Labels: Empiire, English Disease, English sex.Romans, Victorian, wartime
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Victorian Author
-So how are you getting on, clean little person?
-Ever so prettily, Sir or Madame. Your story is wonderful,
full of such lovely places and bully people! And talking trains
and animals. Fairies that disappear and come back the very
next moment!
-Enjoy it while you can, for soon you'll be slapped with
a wet-mackerel moral
Labels: children's books, Victorian
