In a lovely evisceration of Ross Douthat’s attempt to defend hetero-only marriage by claiming that men’s “natural” inclination is towards promiscuity and women’s towards hooking up with “high-status” males with the result that polygamy is most “natural”, Amanda Marcotte of Pandagon points out that
Polygamy is a logical outcome of assuming one gender is human and the other is functionally livestock to be collected and sold by the human gender. Women didn’t invent polygamy in order to make life easier for men and their pockets fatter. But it is amusing to realize that Douthat thinks that those Mormon polygamists marry off 12-year-old girls to 70-year-old men because this reflects a 12-year-old girl’s innate, biological (Darwinian!) desire to get it on with a wrinkly old misogynist.
Great Boxes of Uncooked Macaroni! First of all, when conservative Catholics are reduced to citing evolutionary psychology to defend their homophobia they’ve pretty much already lost. (Consider, for instance Anthony McCarthy’s point that even PSI (telepathy, mindreading, UFOs, etc.) is subject to greater methodological rigor than evolutionary psychology! And take it from there!)
But if you’re going to go waddling around claiming there are gene-maximizing strategies for men and women it would be even more logical for women making free choices to have as many children as possible by as many “high status” male partners as possible so that they’d all contribute both socially and materially to her and her offspring’s well beings. (Skeptical? Me too. But see also EP arguments that women are slow to have orgasms because you “evolved” to need multiple consecutive partners to get off. Yeah, really. The math could be plausible, the etiology not so much. But I digress…)
Problem being that, Douthat’s contentions notwithstanding, that functional-livestock thing Amanda mentions means women typically have not been free to make optimal reproductive choices. Unless, I guess, you’re a woman who agrees with Maggie Gallagher and Douthat that obligatory 24/7 D/s relationships are such a great choice that everybody should be forced into one.
Yet another complete but unposted draft.
You can find out all about the deeply anti-feminist National Organization for Marriage’s “Ruth Institute” project from DailyKos’s Dante Atkins starting here and continuing here. The short version is that the Ruth Institute’s founder, Dr. Jennifer Roback Morse disagrees with Atkins’ evidence that the intent is not just to encourage women (that would be white American women) to make a choice to stay home, be supported by men (that would be white American men), and have babies (those would be white American babies) in order to stave off the brown menace but to force them to do so through social, political, religious, and legal legislation.
Morse evidently apoplectically disagrees with Atkins’ assertions… not so much by refuting the considerable evidence Atkins presented but instead by claiming that’s what some women want.
You can follow the links above to assess the evidence yourself, and assess for yourself some of the excellent points Atkins raises that I really agree with and think you might too, but I want to talk about one particular point about willingness vs. coercion that really gets to the heart of the question of choice.
[I]n Dr. Morse’s opinion, it’s not sexist of her to advocate that women’s economic and social advances be rolled back. Why? Because many women actively want take on what one could call a traditional domestic role. That is definitely true: many women do actively seek that role, just as there are many men who actively desire the corresponding role of economic provider. What Dr. Morse seems to want, by contrast, is to force all women to reject the technological, medical and social advances that guaranteed their freedom to choose something else.
There are certain points in adolescence, during the formation of adult identity, where it really can feel like a threat to one’s own validity when other people make choices different from your own.
On the other hand in adulthood healthy individuals have completed the work of finding their identities with the result that they may be annoyed by, or attracted to, or otherwise influenced by other people’s choices but they no longer feel threatened by them. Indeed I’d argue that this is the definition of adulthood — the thing that distinguishes full-sized post-pubescent humans from full-sized mature humans. (It also, incidentally, distinguishes when I think people ought to wait till they — and even more importantly their partners! — begin having, well, real adult sex.)
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Also, not to put too fine a point on it but how, exactly, is Roback Morse’s assertion that society should be bent to satisfy her 24/7 M/f master/slave sex fetish than for it to be bent in favor of, say, NAMBLA’s fetish for pedophilia? I mean, it wasn’t all that long ago that sexual subjugation of boys was as institutionally acceptable as subjugation of women. Why privilege either?
Well this is about as random as my posts get. So since the beginning of the year my family has been watching an episode per day of the teenage-Superman soap opera Smallville. Go Netflix. For some reason the combination of angst, adventure, intrigue, romance, danger, lust, and parental modeling has just worked to keep us in all-ages conversation about all sorts of things. We’re currently toward the end of season seven, which is probably more episodes of anything I’ve ever watched. Go figure. But I digress…
Today for some reason I decided I wanted to know what Michael Rosenbaum looks like with hair. He’s the guy who plays the perpetually, almost delightfully complex Lex Luthor character.
Anyway (yeah, yeah, I’m getting to the point) I found a bunch of photos on Google Images (the link, again) and randomly clicked on a thumbnail, expecting to get a better look.
What I didn’t expect, but what I instead got, was a link to page “M” of a blog called Ticklish Male Celebrities, hosted by Lady, evidently from Bulgaria (judging from her email domain’s country code) who’s description reads
I’m a woman of art, who has one weird… weakness – ticklish guys :)
The side description says
The blog’s besically an alphabetical list of famous actors/musicians/writers/footballers, etc, who’ve admitted they’re ticklish. You can check the “Tickling Media Forum” to see their list of male celebs, so you’d know where I got most of the information from. Myspace mesaging also helped LOL :) I’d also upload photos of the guys in question, barefoot if possible.
That’s pretty much exactly what the blog is about. It’s been around since September, 2008, which makes it fairly venerable in blog years. And though the unusual method of just adding new entries to one of 26 “alphabetical” posts makes it hard to tell, Lady keeps it active and up to date.
Anyway, if you’re into very, very soft-core “man candy” images, or if you’re into mostly-barefoot men, or if you’re into ticklish men, or you’re just looking for unusual celebrity trivia the site could be just the ticket.
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Doh! While researching fetishes (there’s this persistent but obviously mistaken belief, going back to Freud no less, that only men have fetishes) I discovered that, according to The Manual of International Statistical Classification of Diseases and Related Health Problems (ICD-10 version 2005), something is technically a fetish if and only if it involves a fixation on or use of inanimate objects for sexual gratification. If one is instead attached to activities instead of inanimate objects then the technical vocabulary is “paraphilia.” I think most people have probably heard the term paraphlia. What I didn’t know was that when one is erotically fascinated by specific body parts like feet or hair it’s called “partialism.” Since most people’s sexual attachments to objects, activities, or body parts aren’t obsessive enough to count as “diseases and related health problems,” though, it’s fine to lump them all together or to mix or match them. Or you could just call it all “kink.” Or, as long as it really isn’t interferingly obsessive, since appreciation for sexual variation is actually pretty common you could do what I do and call it “normal.”
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Getting back to my original obscure intention, the photos of Michael Rosenbaum didn’t really show what he looks like with hair so my search continues. But just for the record here’s her entry on Rosenbaum, bare feet and ticklishness quotes included.
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Michael Rosenbaum (plays Lex Luthor on “Smallville”) This is how his AOL Live interview went (9/02)..
Hi Michael! Are you a ticklish guy? If so, where?MichaelRLive: “Sure. Where am I not, that’s the question.”
http://www.michaelrosenbaum.com/aol.html
Cool and completely unexpected discovery.
Following up on my previous post on the urban mythos/pathos of cuckoldry, Razib Kahn mentioned another group besides the furiously bitter “I poked her so I should own her” MRA crowd that’s evidently fascinated with misattributed paternity.
Yes, I’m making a normative assumption here that if you’re male you should be displeased if you find out that children whom you assumed were your biological offspring turn out not to be. If, on the other hand, you think it’s fun and adds more zest to your life, you’re just kind of weird. Sorry if I sound prejudiced, but I know that the cuckold community is going to link to this post, so I’m hoping you guys don’t start leaving angry comments for disabusing you of your fantasies, as has occurred before when I post on this.
Value judgments notwithstanding it’s interesting that people are kinked about cuckoldry and/or “hot wife” fantasies would have challenged Kahn in previous posts. And without casting judgment of my own I’m fairly mystified by that particular fetish. Nancy Friday gave the fetish an entire chapter back in the 1980s in her book of male fantasies Men in Love. She took brief but unpersuasive crack at an explanation. I think it might have something to do with the male worthiness trap, where the idea that a partner’s interest in someone else holds out promise that she might be interested in one’s self. But I dunno. If you’ve got insights and/or experience comments are open. I’m all ears.

Photo by Flickr user justin. Used under a Creative Commons license.
I’m actually not that given to pining for youth. But I gotta say I think I might appreciate the BDSM fascination with the intricately-layered and arranged wrappings and knots of Japanese shibari bondage if I wasn’t old enough to remember, all too well, the similarly intricately-layered and arranged wrappings and knots of hippie macramé from the 1970s.
It’s sort of like people today might respond 30 years from now to a sexual fascination with Ugg boots and Crocks shoes.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that. At all! If you don’t remember macramé then shibari’s probably really, really cool. It’s my problem, not anyone elses. :-)
Political blogger Blue Gal has a wonderful takedown of some “shocking and daring” fashion photos of a celebrity couple in a popular magazine. The photos are allegedly sexy. And real kinky-like.
...this whole bs “shocking” sexual images in advertising thing has got to stop. Because whenever sex is used to sell something, even sex, it’s not shocking, it’s boring. Terribly terribly boring. That’s why the coral suited lady newscasters on CBS Morning can cover it, do “on the street interviews,” re the “shocking” Threesome Calvin Klein ad in Soho.
It’s boring because it’s commerce rather than carnality, which means it is expressly designed for the public space and public sphere, something that is the opposite of illicit sex. If someone gets sexually excited by doing something illicit, shocking, and unacceptable to polite society, they will NOT do that thing on a five foot high billboard. That ruins the fun. We are not seeing Bruce and Emma’s private honeymoon photos in W. That’s perhaps the fantasy they were going for, but really. Who packs Fox fur? (Don’t answer that. Furries can go with God and all that, but sex with animals is not what He in His Divine Wisdom had in mind. Nevermind Nevada Senators, don’t get me started about those poor horses.)
But if Bruce and Emma are actually exhibitionists, this would still not be the result. Face it, to slake their thirst for real exhibitionism, they would have ‘leaked’ actual honeymoon sex video to some sleazy celebrity scandal website (no link but you know the one, dahlink) and the lighting would have been terrible and Alexander McQueen would have asked for his made-to-order harness back. Instead we have a “spread” designed to create [blog] buzz for a printed magazine, and look, it succeeded.
Of course she’s right — a photo that shows up on morning TV, even morning cable TV, pretty much by-definition isn’t shocking. Or, as she says, if it was they wouldn’t consider running it.
By and large it’s hard to sympathize with people who’s fetish really is shocking people. In the long run they’ve got to support priggishness or else risk having to do stuff they can’t stand either in order to get the “transgressive” thrill they need.
I mean, like, yeah, Bruce Willis on his back in an industrial kitchen with his partner dressed like a fur-suiter in a metal hat is just so daring and graphic I’m shocked the giant staff of professional photographers, assistants to the photographers, assistants to the models, assistants to the assistants, gophers, producers, schedulers, gaffers, makeup artists, hair artists, drapers, consultants, and stainless-steel polishers could stay awake keep their clothes on for the hours it took to setup and take those hot, hot, shocking, daring, naughty, naughty pictures!
The rest of Blue Gal’s piece, including her shorter Madonna Sex book tagline “No sex please, we’re posing,” is pretty great reading.
In comments to this post about DSM revisions that further marginalize alternative sexual interest in favor of more PIV-intercourse-centrism, Holly (of The Pervocracy) makes the following perfectly sensible observations and recommendations (emphasis mine.)
You can stick “philia” on anything, but generally paraphilias require either the involvement of non-consenting people or “significant distress or impairment” to be considered diseases—if you’re a sexual sadist who plays safely with willing partners and doesn’t feel bad about it, that’s just fine with the DSM.
The problem isn’t that someone who likes fat people and is happy about it is going to have treatment thrust upon them, the problem comes when someone likes fat people, feels guilty about it, and goes to a therapist. Classifying the philia itself as the problem encourages the therapist to try and change someone’s sexuality when they should really be working on the guilt.
Personally, I’d eliminate the specific sexual behaviors entirely from the DSM and just have two paraphilias: “Sexually Abusive Behavior Disorder” and “Sexual Identity Adjustment Disorder.” It doesn’t matter if someone feels bad because they like panties or amputees or asparagus, what matters is that they feel bad and that’s what treatment should be focusing on.
Yup.
I’ve evidently been sounding a bit harsh about hetero PIV intercourse ending in male ejaculation in the vagina (with or without STI barriers and contraception.) This hasn’t been my intent.
But I was motivated in part by proposals allegedly under consideration for psychiatry’s revised Diagnostic and Statistical Manual to add myriad paraphilias such as Gynandromorphophilia (attraction to trans women), Andromimetophilia (attraction to trans men), Abasiophilia (attraction to people who are physically disabled), Acrotomophilia (attraction to amputees), Gerontophilia (attraction to elderly people), Fat Fetishism (attraction to fat people) while effectively endorsing only “erotic interests … focused on copulatory or precopulatory behaviors, or the equivalent behaviors in same-sex adult partners.”
But here’s where I hit a bump: if you steer things that way then someone who compulsively and obsessively seeks only lights-out, man-on-top missionary-position PIV-intercourse to male ejaculation, for purposes of procreation only, with stacked seventeen-year-old cis-gendered Swedish superstars named Sven, they’re clearly burdened with a (pathological, non-recreational) fetish. But they get to go home with “perfectly normal” stamped on their foreheads instead of getting help
W, I say, TF good does that do them or anybody else?
Jessica Valenti Julia Serano of the, um, mainstream feminist website Feministing raises the alarm about proposed revisions to psychiatry’s main reference, The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders or DSM.
...do you happen to be attracted to, or in a relationship with, someone who is differently-abled or differently-sized? Or someone who is gender-variant in some way? Well congratulations, you may now be diagnosed with a paraphilia!
Seriously.
[Contributing author Ken Zucker and Ray] Blanchard and other like-minded sex researchers have coined words like Gynandromorphophilia (attraction to trans women), Andromimetophilia (attraction to trans men), Abasiophilia (attraction to people who are physically disabled), Acrotomophilia (attraction to amputees), Gerontophilia (attraction to elderly people), Fat Fetishism (attraction to fat people), etc., and have forwarded them in the medical literature to denote the presumed “paraphilic” nature of such attractions. This tendency reinforces the cultural belief that young, thin, able-bodied cisgender women and men are the only legitimate objects of sexual desire, and that you must be mentally disordered in some way if you are attracted to someone who falls outside of this ideal. It’s bad enough that such cultural norms exist in the first place, but to codify them in the DSM is a truly terrifying prospect.
Another frightening aspect of Blanchard’s proposal is that any sexual interest other than “genital stimulation or preparatory fondling” is now, by definition, a paraphilia. In his presentation, he claimed that paraphilias should include all “erotic interests that are not focused on copulatory or precopulatory behaviors, or the equivalent behaviors in same-sex adult partners.” Copulatory is defined as related to coitus or sexual intercourse (i.e., penetration sex). So, essentially, all forms of sexual arousal and expression that are not centered around penetration sex may now be considered paraphilias.
Quite a (dry, bitter) mouthful in my excerpt, above, but Valenti has more in her post. Read it and weep.
Or, possibly, not weep. A lot of ordinary, mundane worries, fantasies, and interests show up in the DSM — worrying that you forgot to turn off the stove, losing sleep over finances or politics, and stuff like that for instance — but is technically only a problem when taken to extremes. There’s a point on the way to the airport where my partner almost always remembers something we forgot and wonders if we should go back for it. That’s not crazy — not least when, sometimes, it’s something we really should go back for… like my wallet. Instead it’s a quirk. If she were instead immobilized and unable to leave the house because she obsessively catalogued the things we might otherwise leave behind then one of the DSM diagnoses would kick in and treatment might be sought, approved, and (assuming her insurer agreed… a big assumption) undertaken.
But still, as Valenti points out, perfectly functional people are sometimes saddled with DSM disorders. And some of the proposed “disorders” are actually nobody’s flipping business if conducted in privacy on one’s own or with other adults who decide they want to participate.
Interestingly, there’s been a lot of pressure to back off the so-called gender identity disorders that umbrella transvestism, transgender, and transsexualism. Valenti doesn’t mention whether those are still in. (The tactical and strategic reasons for keeping it in, including insurance mandates for sex reassignment, possibly makes this more complicated than it might be.) But adding being attracted to trans-men and women seems like upping the ante: it seems… disordered to attach a disorder to someone who’s something it’s not a disorder to be.
And along those lines I’m more than a little uncomfortable with designating attraction to the aged or infirm. Not least because, last I heard, it’s not a disorder to be aged or infirm. In which case you’re really aiming to screw up the lives of otherwise perfectly ordinary people by… scaring off or nailing their prospective partners.
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This is not, incidentally, an abstract issue. I’m fairly confident the bill died in session (as most, um, quirky bills do) but… well, remind me to post about the (now dead-in-session one hopes) Massachusetts bill “protecting” anyone and everyone over age 60 by adding “and anyone older than 60” to all child sexual assault statutes!
Erotica author Kristina Lloyd of Erotica Cover Watch reflects on the cover of a new fetish/erotica anthology and muses on the seeming inviolability of Rule #2. (Emphasis hers.)
The various blurbs to Best Fetish Erotica add to the book’s list of fetishes the phrase ‘ – nothing is off limits!’ or describe the stories as ‘taboo yet tantalizing‘. Well, clearly something is off limits: men! The desire for a male body is a taboo too far for erotica covers.
She reflects as well on the formal meaning of the word of “fetish.”
The word ‘fetish’ is frequently used to mean ‘kinky sex’ rather than obsessive devotion to an object or activity. However, this anthology (out next month), does seem to be true to its word with stories featuring ‘corsets, girdles, high-heeled feet, cross-dressing, rubber balls, spanking, fast cars, voyeurism, masochism, knives and plushies’. So it’s a book about desire for weird things but, as per usual, the cover falls into the idea of desire being solely represented by desire for women’s bodies meaning once again, we get a cover image of a woman, irrespective of the book’s content.
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[D]oesn’t it look like a paraphilia when there are two sexes and the focus is entirely on one?
I’m trying out a new scheme for making the “Continue reading if…” photos even more optional. My old scheme kept them off the main pages but showed them on the click-through-to-comments page. This displays them in an entirely separate window. I keep meaning to stop posting them altogether but dang it, but I started posting them in the first place in part out of the same frustration Kristina Lloyd expresses at Erotica Cover Watch: despite considerable interest, erotic representations of heterosexual men are… well… poorly represented.
If you’re an adult you can click here to see a possibly not-work-safe image.
Let me know if the new scheme works for you.
Annajcook of Future Feminist Librarian-Activist re-reads Freud’s Five Lectures and asks a great question:
While none of his basic views were startlingly new to me, I was struck as I read this chapter by two things: 1) how closely Freud’s description of childhood sexuality corresponds with current, twenty-first century progressive, feminist views of human sexuality, and 2) how strongly Freud seems to feel the need to contain, organize, and channel that sexuality within the circumscribed space of heterosexual intercourse for the purposes of reproduction.
Of childhood sexuality he writes:
A child’s sexual instinct turns out to be put together of a number of factors; it is capable of being divided into numerous components . . . independent of the reproductive function . . . it serves for the acquisition of pleasurable feeling, which, basing ourselves on analogies and connections, we bring together under the idea of sexual pleasure.
He describes masturbation, dominance/submission activities, the “desire for looking,” fantasy, sexual play and emotional bonds all under this broad umbrella. He also points out that “at this early period of childhood difference in sex plays no decisive part.” In sum, “widespread and copious” is the sexual life of children, loosely organized around the principle of pleasure (p. 46-48).
It is only after this rich description of sexuality, replete with possibility for variation, fluidity, and individuality which (crucially, in my opinion) places the recognition of pleasure at the heart of sexual feeling, that Freud retrenches. In the paragraph immediately following the descriptions above, he suggests that all of this abundant energy must, in order for “mature” adult sexuality to emerge, be “brought together and organized” into genitally-centered, reproductive activity (p. 48).
. . . Why? What is so terrifying to Freud (and any others who resist it) the first, “childhood,” model of sexual-sensual experience? This week in class, I’m looking forward to sitting down with this fear and trying to understand what, exactly, is so freaky about “widespread and copious” pleasure.
It’s a great, great question. Especially considering that the life of adults as described by Freud (especially the perpetually angry, violent, alienated, weak outside the home but tyrannical at home men of Victorian-era Germany and elsewhere in Europe and the U.K.) makes one wonder what the benefit was supposed to be.
This doesn’t mean, by the way, that I think we should all remain as sexually unfocused or even unconcerned as small children can be. Grown ups really are better at, better equipped for, and more broadly prepared for, well, a lot of things than are children. It’s just that since people who are more sexually expressive really do seem to be better adjusted adults than are people who are more sexually repressed it’s probably a good idea to nurture healthy, adult expression instead of trying to channel (pervert?) it to the single, and singularly rare function of intentional reproduction.
I think (obviously for someone with my blog title) it’s more appropriate to encourage sexual expression in adults after we’ve gone through a lot of healthy identity formation. (One of the problems with children, ironically, is that because they’re polymorphous they’re more easily manipulated down convenient-for-adult narrow pathways (gee, sound familiar?)... as opposed to organically developing their own.
Oh, also note: there I go trying to be all purposeful about it instead of acknowledging that there’s nothing wrong with adults enjoying “widespread and copious pleasure.” As long as (as Freud said elsewhere… or maybe it’s just the DSM-IV) it doesn’t impair everyday function.