The Erotic Highway
How cute to see you dance, amolatinas
Sex education in schools seems to be a moot point these days. Why? Because now, we have the blessed Internet. My Godchild who is 16 and goes to a quality prep school in Northern California has had some very good sex ed - although his 'awesome' and 'rad' moves come from downloading massive amounts of porn. He proudly announced last fall that he was the only kid in his class who had received a BBBJ from a class mate. Apparently she was very, very good, almost like [insert name of porn star here,] because she too had been instructed by various visual aids piped straight into her room via 'pornsite dot net.' These kids have known for a long time where the "gooey stuff" comes from, and they are completely unfazed by anything that would have puzzled us in the early 70s. The question is, are we doling out too much information? Is there nothing more for these kids to discover, unless we are talking about the frustrating realization that they're not Rocco Siffredi or Jenna Jameson after all?
As a middle-aged sex educator, I wonder if we weren't better off discovering sex at our own pace. Granted, there were frustrations along the way, but we didn't compete against something cyborgian and digitized. I may be romanticizing things, but fumbling for someone's pecker under the sheets in the dark seems a lot less pressure-laden than being 14 and encouraged to serve up a bleached butt to a 15 year old kid who thinks he has to jackhammer it like the newest fuckbuddy from Vivid Video.
I believe that if we stay open as individuals throughout our lifetime, we will always discover new things about ourselves, even sexually. That's why we have this wonderful board, where we can share our findings, good or bad. And with that, I too wish you a Happy New Year - filled with lots of sex, love and rock'n'roll!
Did we say 1973?
the Love Goddess
-- Modified on 12/27/2006 7:18:13 PM
