A man with a wooden eye, after years of low self esteem and no social life, finally ventured to a night club. Overcoming great reluctance, self-consciousness, and fear, he approached a woman (who had an artificial leg) and asked her for a dance.

"Wu … wu… would you like to dance?" he stuttered.

Flattered and eager, she accepted his invitation: “Would I!” she sincerely and enthusiastically responded.

Alas, she had chosen unfortunate words for a man predisposed to rejection.

“Peg leg!” he angrily retorted.

I’ve long suspected that few females in this Christian-dominated society are interested in casual sex resulting from an above-board honest agreement—although I suspect they partake in “sinful sex,” when intoxicated with alcohol, quite frequently.

So I was surprised to observe that many females here on OKC specify that they are seeking “Casual encounters (sex partners).”

I decided to try a quick (non-scientific) experiment. I sent very polite emails to five females in my local area, of various ages but most in their 40s, each of whom purport to seek Casual encounters (sex partners).

The email stated:

Hi ***

I see from your profile that you are looking for "Casual encounters (sex partners) ."

You seem very attractive . .. maybe we should talk about this.

Michael


Each of the five ladies has logged on since my email was sent. But the fact that not one responded--and not one even viewed my profile (did not appear on “My Stalkers”)--seems to support what I suspect: Sober females will not have honest casual sex.

OKC Republican dog pack, whom I fully expect to pounce on me for one thing or another: Don’t tell me it was me they didn’t want—they never viewed my profile! I was dismissed out-of-hand, despite offering what they claim to want.

This raises the question of why, then, do they lie about this on their profiles. Any suggestions, Christian ladies?

A friend of mine recently told me she felt violated and angry when she returned from a shopping trip and the store clerk asked her for her phone number.

"Why can't I go anywhere without some guy trying to hit on me? It's not appropriate for a cashier to ask a customer for her number!"

"What did he look like," I asked.

"Fat and not so attractive," she replied.

"And if he had been attractive?"

"Well, then I would have given him my number."

"Amd how was he to know whether you were interested without asking?"

[long pause]

"He should have read my mind," she finally explained.

I have no further comment on this self-explanatory and rather common illustration of bullshit, unless one of you apologists for stupidity out there intercedes with a defense of this mentality.

Last Saturday evening I went to a party at a private home. I had a nice conversation with a woman named Sue (not the real name) and we exchanged telephone numbers.

Yesterday evening (Wednesday) at 7PM I called her. It rang three times and disconnected-no asnwer, no voicemail. I immediately called back--same result. I chalked it up to technical failure and figured I would call another day. I have not called back since.

I woke up this morning at 8:30AM, and checked my voice mail. I had an angry sounding message from Sue saying, "You called me again this morning, don't call me again."

Go figure. Is this what eight years of the Republicans instilling fear in our hearts has done?

I've been going to the little rustic hot springs resort at Ojo Caliente, New Mexico for more than a decade.

This past weekend, I contemplated a norm that has developed their the past few years: Almost all female guests, clad in one or two-piece bathing suites, wrap a towel around their bodies while walking between pools--even when the weather is warm.

It's hilarious watching these conformist women, apparently filled with shame and guilt about their bodies, hold their hands behind their backs clinging to their towels as if for dear life--even to walk thirty feet--lest someone might see their . . . uh . . . bathing suits under the towels!

What a comment on our retro-society! The 1940s and 50s are back--thanks to decades of rightist rule and the rise to glory of the Christian right.

Neocon dog pack: I'm ready for your ranting and raving about how I'm a dirty old man and for your naive assertions that this phenomenon has nothing to do with religion or your neocon values.

I have a fairly upscale 2500 square foot home in the hills above Santa Fe. I love to entertain. I often have barbecues, dinners, community events (Moveon.org, presidential debate watch parties), and movie nights in my surround theater. I generally prefer serving nice meals rather than having potlucks. I used to get fairly large responses, often 20 to 40 people coming to my events.

About six months ago, I bought a hot tub. I thought it was the one thing my home was missing. To keep the water free of residual laundry detergent, I made a “no bathing suit” rule.

Guess what? Almost everyone stopped coming to my events. Now I get maybe one or two people?Why? Obviously it’s because two decades of Christian fundamentalism influence has trickled down from our right wing government and most people—even self ascribed “alternatives” and “liberals”--have internalized the moralistic anti-human body and anti-sexuality bullshit.

So goes it. I would rather have no one come to my house for fear of seeing a naked body than sell out to that repressive Christian bullshit, thank you.