I was kid in the ‘50’s and had what can only be described as an Ozzie and Harriet/Leave It To Beaver kind of childhood. My father was the wage earner and my mother stayed home and took care of the kids and the house. Except for the style of automobiles, music and fashion, my childhood was pretty much interchangeable with the ‘30’s or the ‘40’s. Except, of course, the Great Depression and World War II were behind us. But, for the most part, societal norms were the same.
One of those societal norms was that a woman’s place was in the home. Nobody questioned it. I’m sure everyone reading this has seen that email making the rounds depicting the top ten sexist ads of the day.
Then came the ‘60’s and the sexual revolution. I think it’s a fair assessment to say that a contributing factor was the hard fought battle to make birth control pills available to the public. The battle was long, having begun in 1950 and the history is interesting, if you care to look it up. The pill made it possible for women to have sex without the consequence of getting pregnant. It gave them the freedom previously enjoyed only by the male of the species.
All of a sudden women were footloose and fancy free: burning their bras, opting for careers over family and having sex when they wanted with whom they wanted. They were speaking up and speaking out.
Except, in a lot of instances, in the bedroom. We had learned to speak up for ourselves outside the bedroom but were afraid to use that newfound freedom for fear that we would be rebuffed, be called names like “ball buster” or drive our men into the arms of other, less vocal woman. So, much like the women who went before us, we suffered and still suffer in silence as the man has all the fun and we feel like we missed the party.
Men, on the other hand, have the lament that their women seem to get a lot of headaches or have their period every other week and aren’t interested in sex. There are a lot of men out there who remain faithful in the face of a less than enthusiastic partner but they sure would like that magic bullet to clue them in on what they can do to regain the sexual glow that enveloped them when the relationship was young.
Have I got a blog for you! My daughter and I are currently collecting stories for a future book dealing with women and sex and what turns them on. We decided it would make a terrific blog and we invite you to come on over, take a look and give us your input. Whether it’s women giving detailed instructions or men asking questions or the other way around, we’d love to hear from you.
A sexual revolution is more than taking your clothes off in public and dancing naked at Woodstock. A real sexual revolution is when men and women decide to talk to each other about the things that make them sexually happy and do it in a way that is non-confrontational, informative and fun.
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