Grandma, what are you doing naked in bed?
It is commonly held that old people are no longer interested in sex. Indeed, young children and grandparents are stereo-typed as sexless creatures. Now comes the first scientific study that investigates just how sexually active old people are. I am looking forward to a study of children under the age of ten.
Marriages aren’t made for heaven
Curious news from the marriage front courtesy of Samantha Brett.
MARRIED folk, hold on to your wedding rings! Those marriage vows we once happily
exchanged are in deep trouble. “For richer or poorer” has reached the end of its run, permanence has taken a back seat and the phrase “till death us do part” has been rejigged. The modern version runs something like “till the love runs out.” Or, more often,“till better booty comes my way.” Welcome to the vow revolution. It’s not surprising, either. With casual sex on the rise, marriage on the slide, and internet dalliances more accessible than a Paris Hilton video, long-term relationships are no longer safe. Even the Hollywood actor Zack Braff was overheard supporting this trend when he quipped: ‘‘The whole ‘till death us do part’ thing is hard. We don’t want to make a mistake. But we have our parents, who are often examples of people who made mistakes.”
Love and Fraud over the Internet
You have seen it in the movies. Your friends recommended it to you. You may have tried it yourself. But just how much love and fraud is involved in internet dating. Dahlia Lithwick reports on the frontier of hook-up land and provides some interesting facts in Slate. What is the success rate of internet dating? If you want to know, read her article.
Judas: From Traitor to Loyal Friend
Was there ever a greater case of slander? The reemergence of the Gospel of Judas suggests that poor Judas has been made into one of history
Long-Awaited Medical Study Questions the Power of Prayer
When I reported to friends and family that I was encountering a big obstacle, I was often told: “I will pray for you.” I did not mind people praying for me. I figured that even if it would not help and was not going to hurt. I just read an article in the NY Times that changed my view. If you want to continue pray for me, feel free to do so, but just don’t let me know about it. Click on the more button to find out why.
My Sperm as Big Business
Until a few weeks ago, I was an innocent virgin as far as the brave new world of fertility clinics was concerned. Now I am thinking about quitting my day job and becoming a professional sperm donor. Granted, I don’t have the brains of Albert Einstein or the athleticism of Roger Federer. But the first is dead and the second is presently too busy playing tennis to spend his days filling test tubes with genetic material. That leaves me to fulfill the wishes of infertile couples all over the world. In former times only sultans could father 170 children; now anyone who is deemed a genetically superior human being by a fertility clinic can become the biological father of hundreds of children. But after reading the facinating story about fertility clinics in a recent issue of the NY Times (see below), I am a bit worried about 200 children knocking one day on my door, asking me to babysit my uncountable number of grandchildren 
A Lady who Pratices what she Preaches
The other day I strolled in the gothic quarter of Barcelona and came by a tattoo shop. I was very impressed with the lady who stood behind the counter. She was the best advertisement that anyone could have thought of for this kind of establishment. I wondered: Did mom and dad already have a tattoo and this is simply the second generation of making one’s own body the canvass of an artistic impulse? Or did mom and dad absolutely not want her to have any tattoo on her skin and the lady wanted to show her folks that she is truly independent? Or did she fall in love with a guy who was into tattoos? Be it as it may, next to the cathedral of Barcelona, the phrase “my body is my temple” took on a whole new meaning.
A Different Portrait of America
Accumulating stuff takes time. After reading this unusal portrait of America, I had one question: How much time do people actually spend shopping? Until the end of my teenage years, I used to enjoy bargain hunting immensely and spent endless hours in pursuit of gadget that fell within my budget. I hate shopping now and my favorite shopping experience is Amazon.com’s “One- Click.” Takes less then a minute to get the item I want delivered to my place.
In Modern Era, Self-Storage Has Right Stuff By DAVID WESSEL (WSJ)
Whatever the strains and shortcomings of the U.S. economy, we Americans have a whole lot more stuff than we used to. How much? So much that there is enough space in rentable self-storage lockers in the U.S. for each man, woman and child to stand on a spot 2
Turning a Confession into a Small Work of Art
If you have something to confess and a catholic priest is not your type, here is an alternative. I discovered a fantastic weblog called PostSecret. Send them your confession!
Continue Reading
Prince Charles to Marry His Lover
As far as stories goes, this one printed in today’s New York Times is a pretty good one…
Charles Calls End to the Affair: He’ll Happily Wed His Camilla
By SARAH LYALL
LONDON, Feb. 10 - They have been friends for more than 30 years and lovers for most of that time. They have survived marriages to and divorces from other people; the icy disapproval of relatives; the resentment of the public; and, perhaps most excruciating of all, the publication of intimate details of their risqu
Continue Reading
© 2024 Peter Murmann. Powered by ExpressionEngine.
