Posted on 12/09/2016 3:19:30 PM PST by nickcarraway
Ive never been less horny in my post-puberty life than I was the week after Donald Trump won the presidency. Like most progressive people, I felt a lot of things that week: sorrow, terror, rage, disbelief, hopelessness. I had so many feelings that it was like I was playing an unwinnable game of Frogger against all the many and varied ways in which a person can feel like total garbage. Amid all those emotions, though, one thats almost always with me was conspicuously absent: the desire to be in some sort of sexual contact with a human man, or even with myself.
My sudden will toward abstinence was not out of a Lysistrata-style crusade to bend men to my will for the horrors visited on us and those yet to come. It also wasnt out of principle, or out of some misplaced sense of self-righteous solidarity. (I will not X unless and until everyone can X safely!) Instead, the very concept of horniness seemed alien and impossible to me, as if creeping fascism had zapped the part of my brain that sometimes thinks sweaty men on the subway smell fantastic. Frankly, I had thought the end of the world would be sexier.
The change was immediate. I called out of work the day after the election, and, while racking my brain for ways I might improve my mood without leaving my apartment, masturbation occurred to me. Its been my preferred source of quick-fix brain chemicals since the age of 12 because, at the very least, it forces you to think about something you enjoy for a solid five minutes even if that thing is just, like, getting railed by Joe Manganiello inside your own mind. I peered down at the $200 impulse-purchase vibrator in the top drawer of my bedside table and felt nothing.
Voting rights, reproductive rights, and the various other rights the Trump administration plans to burn to the ground are obviously graver concerns than whether one is more or less horned up than normal. Thats probably why it took a few days for any of my friends to mention their own newly nonexistent sex drives to me. Until then, I gave little thought to whether or not my bodys post-Trump numbness might be a shared reaction. Eventually, though, people started to move from abject horror to abject horror mixed with the occasional dry, grim joke, and thats when people started admitting (both privately and in the semi-public space of social media) how intimately the election had affected them.
What are the odds, do you think, that Ill ever have sex again? one friend wondered aloud on Twitter. Later, I caught a friend cracking a joke to another about how she and her boyfriend hadnt both stopped crying and panicking long enough to have sex since the election. So I began asking around, starting with my most libidinous circle of friends the kinds of people with sex drives Id expect to survive a nuclear holocaust, along with cockroaches and Keith Richards.
Ive had sex once since the election, said Lauren, 33. But I kicked the guy out immediately. I just cant right now. The election soured men for me more than they already were. When I asked Jacques, 25 a gay man and the only person Ive ever met who seems to genuinely enjoy dating apps I couldnt even get the question out before he said, I dont want anyone to touch me right now. His uncharacteristic apprehension was a result of how vulnerable the election results made him feel, he explained: I think its because I tend to be more submissive in bed, and I didnt want to put myself in a position to be even more defeated, so to speak.
The post-election cratering didnt just strike sexually precarious single people, either. Lena, 31, has lived with her long-term boyfriend for almost two years; she describes the frequency of their pre-election sex as a lot, but reported that Trumps win had brought it to an abrupt halt that lasted weeks. After the election, we went almost a month not just without X, but, like, barely touching. Trump and sex (and assault) were so loudly and constantly associated during the election that I couldnt get the horrible image of him out of my mind and it 100 percent killed my sex drive. Trumps relentless denigration of women may not have cost him the presidency, but it was certainly enough to X up plenty of womens relationship to their own sexuality (even if only temporarily). It felt like the dudes who think the existence of women to whom theyre not attracted should be, like, made illegal had won, Lena went on. I barely took off my clothes except to shower for a couple weeks. Just thinking about sex made me really, really angry.
And then there were the practical concerns involved in sex-having. A few friends reached out to inquire about my experience with my IUD (its great) and how much it hurt to get it inserted (a lot). When I asked Nina, 27, if the election had affected her sex life, she said, It doesnt help having to reexamine pregnancy. Nothing makes me less horny than abortion access being further restricted. For Amber, 35, There was this sense that I had, up until that moment, been living a somewhat frivolous life and that frivolity and its attendant pleasures were almost offensive. I got weirdly puritanical, I suppose. The elections grand-scale emotional impact and the awareness of its real-life, everyday consequences were a combination that produced extremely bad circumstances for X.
They might be good circumstances, though, for something a bit more tender. Anna, 24, was the only person I spoke with who had had a lot of sex in the elections immediate aftermath, and she attributed that to the elections final days coinciding with her falling in love. Were long distance, but on Election Night, we were both flipping out and having Skype sex made me feel a lot better. Now hes visiting me and were having tons of sex. Its a weird juxtaposition were afraid that the world as we know is going to fall apart. But were also really into each other, and its one of the few things thats making me feel okay.
When I set the question to friends at a party last week (Im great at parties), Nisha, 30, said that the aftermath of the election had helped her see the man shed been dating for a few weeks as someone she could get serious with. He knew I was upset and left his office to bring me tea at work and see how I was, she said. Im a woman of color dating a white guy, and him understanding Id need some support without me having to ask or explain felt big.
In the weeks since the election, my own revulsion at the idea of sex has also turned into something softer. At first, it felt as if my sex drive was replaced with a deep well of anxiety and dread; like any possibility of goodness or pleasure had been sucked into a vortex of vague, endless peril; like I was suddenly, hopelessly alone. Eventually, the sharpness of those emotions dulled, as though my body was diverting energy away from feeling bad and toward the biological processes required to sustain life. In that space, a desire for personal intimacy crept in like I could prove the persistence of goodness in the world by identifying it between me and another person.
A disaster of any proportion always helps clarify things in one way or another. If nothing else, one this size gives everyone an opportunity to step up for the people they care about and to be heartened by those who show up for them. My sex drive has returned, but with it has come a specific desire for intimacy with a man who made himself known as a shelter in the storm when I needed one. Ive never been a person for whom sex and love share an inextricable emotional link, but since my interest in having sex has resurfaced in the past two weeks, even something as simple and fun as sexting feels different warmer, closer, more valuable. Sex is starting to feel like the antidote to politics, at least in personal spaces, because its everything the outside world isnt right now. Sex is also, thank god, something I can make personally and totally sure a Trump presidency doesnt take away from me. He already tried his best and failed.
For me, Trump’s win was damn near as good as an organism.
‘But, would LAZ hit it?’
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I think this woman is such a pathetic loser that the answer would be no.
But pics would probably help. ;)
Although, it does seem that liberal woman are generally pretty ugly, while conservative woman are generally attractive. Must be something about all that hatred.
Win of the day.
Crazy? Yes!
These people lack any sense of personal boundaries.
They are also quite likely narcissists.
Oh dear Lord, THE DRAMA!
These people are pathetic, and they actually publish evidence of their utter lameness.
‘That thing better sing and dance for that price.’
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LOL!
Yup, and with their genitals held high above their intellect.
One more thought: As for this comment by her:
‘I had thought the end of the world would be sexier.’
The end of the world? Seriously? The woman is a certifiable loon.
This magazine is going to lose whatever credibility it ever had by publishing this drivel.
Does the winning ever stop?... Great line! Thanks for the good laugh!
Because when I read crap like this from somebody from NY, I do not recognize anything that resembles the people I know in my life.
Ah the whine of narcissists.
I love it.
But they hate capitalism. LMAO!
I have noticed a few of these women on TV. They have no need at all to wall off their vagina, unless they happen to chance upon a sailor who has been marooned on a deserted island for five years.
I wish there were an open comments section at the source website. This womyn needs to be mocked steady and severely.
ONCE AGAIN, Trump gets blamed for everything,and everyone else’s sins, the original perps of which have gone both unnoticed and unreedemed —(think Bill Clinton) .The advent of Trump into the Presidency is apparently so unsettling that it’s shaken Priscilla’s quaintly twisted view of sexuality, and her fears of never getting the abortion she seems to think she’ll need someday. I am personally glad to see she’s able to return, as revealed at the end of this piece, to the ‘safe space’ of sexting. The really pathetic thing is that writing like this is thought of as an exercise in “deep think”.
Second, if you're so fragile sexually that an election can crush your libido, then you didn't have much of one to begin with. Which is fortunate for humanity since it may mean you're less likely to breed.
Third, if Trump's election did stomp your hornies into the ground, maybe that's a sign that your life isn't worth living anymore and you should take an eight-story exit. Try to do it at night so you don't injure any pedestrians.
Really, where is that been said or written? The idiocracy is strong in this concentration on STUPID!
I don’t even think LAZ would hit it, and that question , in the WWJD vein, brings a smile to my face recalling the earlier days of FR>
More good news!
Trump wins again!
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