Or, Keep the Wolfe from the Door lest Western Civilisation fall…
Shocking news from a US survey that college students are having casual sex.
Chris McGillion writes:
Research into the sexual practices of American college students has identified a new phenomenon known as “hooking up”. This involves the usual gamut of sexual activity (from kissing to oral sex and intercourse), but among participants who typically know little about each other and want to know even less. Moreover, it is not something they do “on the side” or between stable relationships (like an older generation’s one-night stands). Hooking up is the norm for some young people and is replacing traditional dating and the old boyfriend/girlfriend coupling. Some researchers warn that hooking up provides no relationship training and could detrimentally affect the ability of those involved to form committed partnerships over time.
Tom Wolfe, it seems, was responsible for popularising the term “hooking up” in his new novel I Am Charlotte. Wolfe also won an award for worst written sex scene in the said novel:
“Slither slither slither slither went the tongue. But the hand … that was what she tried to concentrate on, the hand, since it has the entire terrain of her torso to explore and not just the otorhinolaryngological caverns — oh God, it was not just at the border where the flesh of the breast joins the pectoral sheath of the chest — no, the hand was cupping her entire right — Now!”
Otorhinolaryngological is such a sexy word!
Wolfe notes that “sexual promiscuity has existed for a long time in U.S. colleges.” And in Australian universities too. Except that when I was at Uni, it used to be termed “winning on”. Still, slow news day, etc. etc.