I originally called this blog SEX but found that it was not acceptable:
I understand this:
I certainly don’t wish to attract any creeps to my blog page.
Unfortunately I was not at Woodstock but I certainly remember hearing about it.
Here with sex education by John Cleese:
When I was growing up: as well as having no rights nor status: women were not expected to enjoy sex.
A woman was expected to stay a virgin until she was married:
A man was expected to be promiscuous:
Never understood how that worked:
When I was in high school we were discussing sex at lunch time and I said that there were double standards.
Several girls said “That is the way it is meant to be” —
What does that mean??? — (In actuality, it meant that it was a cultural norm.)
Once married the chances of a women climaxing was rather slim as (most) men of my age group are proficient at “wham bam thankyou mam!”
AND THEN CAME THE SEXUAL REVOLUTION.
Gays could stop pretending that they were heterosexual.
And women could enjoy sex.
Before political correctness my first husband used to say that women who were in a bad mood were suffering from “lack of nookie”.
Embarrassed to say that I laughed but I also saw that this could be just as easily applied to men
I haven’t googled the health benefits of sex but I know there are many.
It is also great exercise and a fun way to loose weight.
Also ladies there is always B O B = Battery Operated Boyfriend: and to be politically correct there should be a B O G (girlfriend)– for the ladies.
I have never read 50 shades – partly because I never read a “Mills and Boons” and was told that “50 Shades of Grey” is like a Mills and Boons novel but with sex:
Partly because I have “been there; done that”: who needs to read about it:
and partly because it is popular 😛
(I have never watched a soapie or a reality tv show or read a love story, as in “Mills and Boons”)
These days the younger generation think they are shocking me by saying that they are gay or bi —- Seriously I am Flower Power Generation
This August it will be the 50th anniversary of Woodstock:
Even if I could have afforded to fly to the U S of A it would not have been an option as I had just given birth to my second child and was still in hospital.
Writing about Woodstock caused me to think about nudity:
My Wiccan tradition works skyclad (naked):
When I used to go to our local nudist beach: people would be both disgusted and horrified.
I would say “Yes! If God wanted us to be naked we would have been born that way.”
On each occasion I was just given a blank look:
Seriously, who wasn’t born naked ?
I have not been to this beach in a long time:
In the days that I went there everyone was friendly, like people in a country town, but apparently, and sadly, these days, it has a few creeps with binoculars sitting on the cliffs.
Most things have changed for the better in my life time:
The problem is that there are too many humans, so unless we change our attitude soon we will make all life extinct including ourselves.
“Make love: Not war: But don’t procreate”
and be kind to non human life forms
the continued existence of life on this planet depends on it