It’s A Lonely Planet

The great travel guides like Lonely Planet, Rough Guide and so forth always have a section on cruising the foreign city’s gay bars and clubs, a section that would have shocked our grandparents, while at the same time sniffily tut-tutting about the red-light district. That is, it is considered acceptable to tell tourists where the gay clubs are, but not where clubs that cater for lonely heterosexuals are.

The media and even government agencies are always talking about how sex is good for your health, how the best remedy for X is sex, why you should breathe deeply when you have sex, how you should have more sex, and so on and so forth. For example the British National Health Service writes: “Forget about jogging round the block or struggling with sit-ups. Sex uses every muscle group, gets the heart and lungs working hard, and burns about 300 calories an hour.” It will also make you look good, they say, since regular production of endorphins make your hair shine and your skin smooth: “If you’re worried about wrinkles – orgasms even help prevent frown lines from deepening.”

Current orthodoxy is that it is disgraceful to pay for sex instead of obtaining it in the normal way with the aid of alcohol and lies.

If a man goes to a bar, picks up a woman, makes her fall in love with him, has sex with her, then dumps her, or destroys her life with emotionally abusive behaviour, then this is licit and normal sex; indeed, the newspapers and magazines are increasingly full of advice for how to go about this, under the rubric of “the singles scene”. If, however, he goes to a massage parlour, pays a woman money, has sex with her, then leaves with a smile, words of appreciation and a tip, then – according to the Americans and the Scandinavians, the self-appointed guardians of planetary morality – he deserves to go to prison.

Posted on January 10, 2012 at 12:34 by Hugo Grinebiter · Permalink
In: THE NAME OF THE GAME, The Ultimate Crime?

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