Someone called me a ‘broken record’ today. And I think they were right.
But I will keep repeating myself over and over, and singing this discordant song, and breaking myself over the turntable of your prejudice and willful ignorance, until I get my message across. Or give up. Or die. Whichever happens first.
So here are two of my favourite scratchy tunes from my most respected recording artistes, in the field of sexuality:
Mark Simpson on ‘The Private Lives of Dr Sex’ – a beautiful and rigorous defence of Kinsey and his refusal to be put into a box, or to put others into fixed categories:
http://www.marksimpson.com/blog/2007/08/14/the-private-lives-of-dr-sex/
Sigmund Freud’s Three Essays on The Theory of Sexuality – a lesson in accepting how we are all a combination of drives, impulses and indeed ‘neuroses’:
http://www.magma.ca/~mfonda/freud07.html
Tell me when I have finished spinning and I will wind myself up and start all over again…
Right on. It’s the way we think about gender and sexuality that is broken, stuck in the tiredest, shabbiest, most uninspiring of grooves. Hang that DJ! I wanna hear some music.
Paul -is it you who commented on Mark’s Kinsey post? The comments sound like you and are really good!
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Can’t take credit for that QRG–before I discovered Mark’s blog even. But thanks for pointing me to the post, which looks good! I will read it a bit later today.