Everyone’s favorite topic whether behind closed doors or out there in the open?
Sex is natural – sex is good/
Not everybody does it/
But everybody should/
Sex is natural – sex is fun
- George Michael’s “I Want Your Sex”
I was reading this article. What’s so wrong with masturbation? Go figure.
Being born in the liberal and therefore supposedly not feeling any kind of shame country called the Netherlands.
I don’t mind to talk about sex. That last bit would not be completely true! Though my mind contains a lot of thoughts of which I should spare you the contents. Some of those are of a sexual nature others well those would be about daily dull events like paying the taxes doing the laundry and in general about how to live my life properly.
I am not going to talk about what I’ve done who I’ve been with etc… I am sure that there are enough other blogs out there for you to read about or just to read for your own kinky pleasures and desires. Or if you prefer to see a bit more (Still very decent!) than be sure to check this site and this one.
I won’t tell you just because I don’t trust you or anything but because I feel awkward myself when people especially familiars around me talk about aspects of their sexlife (As I am a male I don’t consider my stories to be that interesting for you either.) Do I get jealous or feel envious? No not really! Though for some that might be the reason for telling me their “succes stories” in the first place?
My main point is that I don’t understand that something which is so joyful to experience gets so much negative attention or ridiculed as such!? Should one feel guilty for having feelings of sexual arousal?
This might be caused by other people’s opinions maybe? Who defines what’s right or wrong? Or because some people I refer to as sex offenders (have) “tained” the experience for some. No, I dare to think you should not feel ashamed!
I believe every person whether male or female is ‘allowed’ (you don’t need my approval/permission as much as I don’t need yours.) to freely discover their sexuality. I am okay with every aspect of human sexuality. This however does not automatically imply that I would participate in every aspect of human sexuality.
As long as the following criteria are met you’ve got my ‘blessing’.
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Informed_consent
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Safe%2C_sane_and_consensual
Basically as long as it concerns two consenting adults than why should I laugh at, ridicule or for other purposses make fun of those practices? Have fun! Do it safe and be well!
I must make it absolutely clear that this rant is NOT I repeat NOT about sexual predators.
I can say that to me this is an entirely different subject and that as such has nothing to do with what I consider as a ‘normal’ part of human nature. Normal is a matter of perception right?
Anyway purposefully and deliberately preying on your victim(s) reminds me more of hunting to put it mildly than it reminds me of love or making love. Speaking of hunting doesn’t that imply the practice of killing and eating another specie for your survival?
Do I believe in treatment for several of the offences one can commit? No, I do not. Why? Because the one who did it chose purposefully and deliberately to do so. Chemical castration might do the trick?
You find this idea a bit to harsh? You feel that the person who committed the crime can be ’saved’ by God? You say the reason for this behavior lies in the person’s past? “Because of this and that he/she now does this and that or has done this or that?”
Maybe the feeling you have is called pity or compassion? Which to me proves you have a conscience and therefore you would choose not to commit any such crimes to begin with.
Consider yourself lucky then for being and feeling human.
Damn I hate this part of the post and I am not sure if I want to post this!
Personally I always have trouble to write about the negative side of the sexual nature of (hu)mankind. When I was 4 and went to kindergarten I for the first time heard people speak of pedophiles (kinderlokkers in Dutch). I presume for now that it was a hot topic in the newspapers of back then?
Other and older classmates told me that those people were lurking around behind the school. So scared and curious as any child can be. I sneaked out on one time to actually go see if any of those people were there? Silly child you might think or lucky for you that no one was there! Indeed no one was there only the windows of the back of the school some sand and a fairly low steel fence. Bummer right?
No, I don’t think they were there but because of the aroused imagination of a little child they were and in need for investigation on my part. How little did I know right. Anyway as kids always blab about just anything that has happened to them on a daily bases (If not well then they should!).
My mom (love you) taught me not to take anything for granted from strangers. Never ever accept candy either offered or given by a stranger. Never ever go to some place out of reach of anyone familiar with a stranger. Never ever believe the story of a stranger about somehing that has happened to your mom and/or dad and they asked me to take you too them!
Etc etc etc…
Good advice! Worth while to repeat many many many times over and over and over again!!! So much for my moment of ‘goodness’ (I like to wave at them as they pass by…) to do a good deed and be all moral and just and all that.
Ik ben liever stout! 
Never mind that. Why this post? It feels like spring cleaning to me to write out what’s bugging me! Am I affraid of how you might feel or think about me after reading? My probable answer would be yes! Should I care about how you feel or think about me? No, I don’t think so!
Like me you are entitled to your own views and opinions. I am perfectly o.k. with that! Better yet you could tell me yours without trying to compete with me in the who is wrong or right drama. aight
Because what bothers me the most is all the arguments and therefore heated discussions (and possibly worse) that can arise out of those. To me such debates are considered as the metaphorical storm in a tea cup because they don’t aid in the solution of a problem which will continue to exist even after the debate is over.
PS: No Alex’s were hurt during the writing of this story nor did anything strange occur to him in that time when his curiosity was pointing in the wrong direction.
