Thursday, June 9, 2011

Is Cell Phone Sex Satisfying?

What the hell, Congressman Weiner? I thought you were one of the good guys. Now, I just think you're sad and it isn't because you had sex but the kind of sex you had.

For me, there something naturally more distasteful about internet sex than than the body-to-body kind. Take Bill and Monica. Obviously, there was attraction between them and it played out with  actual acts. Maybe it's because I'm in my 60's but that seems like an age-old situation, if not admirable, then at least somewhat understandable. Men and women have been unable to deny their lust for one another for however many generations people have been in existence. Hell, dynasties have fallen over passion. I fully expect that to continue for however many more generations our species endures. Sexual desire is all too human and irresistible. There have been a million books written around that plot.

But there's something sort of creepy about this new internet sex...playing around with pictures of genitalia. No touching, just looking - satisfied to be a voyeur rather than a performer. If I was going to risk going down over a sex act, I'd want it to be for the whole big, messy enchilada. I'd want to feel that other person next to me - their lips, their hands, their sex. As a woman, I don't think staring at a man's member on a cellphone would give me much of a thrill, certainly not enough to pay such a huge price in loss of pride, reputation and even possibly, profession.

Society has always had its larger than life bad boys. Their charm and daring buys them a certain amount of tolerance, whether they are musicians, actors, athletes or politicians.   By contrast, an internet Don Juan just strikes me as pathetic. It would be like finding out your husband had sexual relations with a department store mannequin. He wouldn't have really cheated on you but you'd probably lose even more respect for him than if he'd slept with a live woman.