STFU, Prudes, Part I
Then I read this, and, though it turned out to be a terrible and fateful choice, THE GODDAMN COMMENTS.
Then I had the Killing Feelings, as my sister calls them.
A couple of notes, ripped from my Twitter Feed:
- Saying something is ‘inappropriate for teens’ means I will automatically hate you/your words until given evidence to contrary
- Like ‘heck’ and ‘dang,’ the word ‘inappropriate’ is a signal that the speaker has their ass all clenched up about sex in some way
- The notion of shielding kids from sex is tiresome. Doing so says more about the shielder than about the needs of the kids
- Further, when we’re talking about fiction, this statement also signals some squeamish sensibility: “Sex is only okay in a story if the story calls for it.”
- Why sex has so many fucking fences around it, even when we’re talking about motherfucking BOOKS, is mind-boggling to me.
- Here is my deep-down suspicion about the Eat Your Vegetables/It Must Be Appropriate/Fit The Story sentiment. I believe that this comes from people who have problematical sexual issues themselves. Who lack imagination in all ways, not just in bed, and who perhaps have been hurt romantically or abused physically or manipulated emotionally and so cannot fathom anyone having recreational/pointless sex. I get all those personal issues. I really, really do. I’m not minimizing them. Everyone you meet is carrying a big burden, etc. I KNOW. But do we have to let those people dictate what’s expressed about sex in our culture? Do we have to listen to their opinions solely? Why do they seem to hog the fucking microphone all the time?
They shouldn’t. And further, they should shut up and listen for once. Hence, my new Tumblr. Which is open for submissions starting now.