While it’s perfectly possible to have rapturous and rapturously contented relations with any number of sexual partners, one at a time or in large groups, if you find yourself wondering why the partner or partners you have are never enough, here’s one of the clues that altered the way I thought about potential partners… which had till then meant pretty much anybody with two X chromosomes.
You can never get enough of what you don’t need.
Source: Not at all sure, actually.
The point being that if you use sex as a proxy for validation then you can never have enough.
There are, of course, countless other applications of that little aphorism, but in terms of sex, of the“pornification” of everything short of hemorrhoid cream advertisements, and, say, of the disaffection of men having (for instance) a “midlife crisis,” it explains mounds.
It’s not to say we don’t need sex and certainly doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it immensely. Exactly the opposite, actually.
The preceding has been a reflection on one of the consequences of men being indoctrinated to perceive themselves as the “sex class” inside the dominant paradigm that also assigns women to the “no-sex” class
Update: Terminology update: I’ve started referring to the two gender issues of worthiness and beauty as traps rather than myths, because I think it’s more descriptive and it puts the emphasis on what happens when we get stuck in them.