That's right,
unavoidable. In one way or another, we've been
trying to avoid it for
centuries.
A long time ago, that is, just before the
beginning of
recorded history, there were actually
equal rights for both sexes--nobody saw a reason for it to be
otherwise, you see. Rather like the
Garden of Eden; the
Innocent Age. But then
men, after all that time
goddess-worshipping and whatnot, got
scared of the
power that women held over them--yes, by making them
horny.
Along came
St. Augustine, and decided that sexual feelings were
unnatural (they were one of the
punishments God gave us after that
Garden fiasco, he said). He condemned
women as
instruments of the devil, and the entire
Holy Mother Church quickly followed suit. Hey, we all know about this long period in history: All over the place,
women were
treated like shit, often
worse than slaves. In fact,
historians have often suggested that
Augustine's revolutionary idea of
subjugating women might have led to the thinking that produced the
slave trade, a few
centuries later.
The
women's lib movement began for real with one of the
best Queens of England,
Eleanor of Aquitaine. She refused to feel
ashamed of her
beauty or
feminity--especially her
breasts--no matter what the (male) priests of (male) God said to her. Among other things, she is said to have
ridden topless through the city of
Jerusalem as a message to the
oppressive male Church. Unfortunately, her
husband was the
jealous type and eventually put her under
house arrest (not in *his* house, either), forbidding her to
take part in the movement she'd
begun.
Everybody
groan, because here come the
feminists we know today. Somebody managed to convince
these blighted
creatures that not only should they be
ashamed of their
femininity, they should
fight it, because they were obviously being
used for it. The new
radical/
Marxist feminists, interestingly enough, seem to
propogate and
espouse the old anal
patriarchic rules of the
Augistinian regime: Repression, mistrust of
science and research (which was "
satanic" to Augustine, and is "
male" to the feminists), and a
bad opinion of sex. The actual
matrist societies were
all into sex, worshipful rather than
mistrustful or resentful of the female...um,
endowments, and all-in-all, pretty
nice guys.
Now,
today. At this point, the
mass concensus is still that
sexual feelings are somehow
sinful; we still have quite a
glut of
Augustine-worshippers in the world, and
Holy Mother Fucker hasn't gone away. However, the one group of people in this world who
don't have to obey any
moral laws are those in search of
money, which has solidly beaten
morality in the minds of most
Americans. Thus,
advertisers of every
walk throw
sex around like dog bones to drug dogs, and we all
follow--of course; we're so
desperate for
"OK" sex half the time that we'll suck up a
babe in a bikini on a
beer commercial like its free
candy from the gods.
Except that
god, or the
gods, gave us
real sex to play with, in the
beginning, and we
threw it away. Because it
scared us. Because it
pissed us off. Because it forcibly made
everyone equal, irrevokably so. That,
true believers, is the undeniable power of sex.