VEXED AT SEX
Sex. Three little letters. One big problem. A thing of beauty, now so misused, abused and corrupted that the word is now either taboo or a marketing tool. And don’t we love to market; ourselves, our music, our books, our movies, our banks, even tractors are now advertised with a skimpily clad woman loitering nearby. Very soon we will use sex appeal to sell manure. The cornerstone of the spiderman franchise is a conversation our hero has with his soon-to-be-deceased uncle, where he is told the life-altering words, “ with great power comes great responsibility”. Sex is powerful, but we have become so hedonistic in our approach to it that we now display irresponsibility to the nth degree. There is so much that grieves me concerning sex that I fear a single post will in no way do it justice, so I will break it down over a series of musings, but for today I want to quickly touch on an aspect of it that has me up at 4:00a.m in a huff. Pre-