Ah casual sex. Who doesn’t love casual sex? The Taliban that’s who. And look at them the animals. Casual sex is a facet of a new and liberated society where women are empowered and sex doesn’t mean commitment. Everybody loves a great womanizer whether it’s Casanova or Jack Nicholson, Barney Stinson or Charlie Sheen. Men want to be them, women want to be with them. And in the case of Charlie Sheen what with the roofies and drugs he doesn’t really give the women a choice.
Casual sex good.
So imagine my surprise when a friend of mine comes up to me and says: “I don’t think I’m going to have sex until I’m in a committed relationship…..”
I spluttered for a few seconds and then said : “Dude you are such a chick.”
To which he replied: “It’s nice to have somebody call me that again.”
I know I should probably explain that last bit but it would take too long and you would probably stop reading me ever again.
But here now look, Imagine my paranoia, my debilitating panic when I realized that I was slowly coming round to his line of thinking. This isn’t a James Joyce short story, so this wasn’t some sudden epiphany I had. It was just a gradual conversion. And no I haven’t masturbated myself into cray-cray land.
The problem with casual sex is that even though it’s often spoken is the same breath as women empowerment it ironically causes men to view women as nothing more than elaborate sex toys. And they gotta do em all.
And for some reason I’ve stopped objectifying women. Ok mostly stopped, I’m still a man. But there’s no going back now. Now, suddenly, I don’t mind the idea of having a committed relationship with one girl. Somehow I feel sad for those womanizers. For all their talk sex isn’t casual to them; It’s the driving force of their lives. For me sex has become just another important ( OK highly important) facet of a healthy relationship. And I can tell you it is liberating.
And as a reward for staying with me for this long here’s a pic of Sasha Grey:
She appears in Eminem’s video ‘Space Bound’