Where'd she go? I know I smelled her right around here. ;o)
Posted on 12/06/2005 12:18:48 PM PST by billorites
If scientists from another planet were trying to understand us, our obsession with privacy during sex would make a good thesis project.
The aliens might have noticed that most humans prefer to copulate while hidden away - in our cozy bedrooms or perhaps on a desolate beach dappled with moonbeams. Much fuss ensues when someone chooses to perform mating behavior more publicly, say in a sex club, or in front of a University of Pennsylvania dormitory window.
Why, the aliens might wonder, would crowds of humans gather to watch and photograph a pair of other humans at Penn who repeatedly failed to draw their curtains before engaging in intercourse? Why were the mating pair then so distressed about attracting a slightly wider audience when pictures circulated on the Web showing their naked backsides making the beast with two backs, as Shakespeare would say.
All this happened in the wake of a scandal that started with Channel 3's secretly planting TV cameras in Philadelphia sex club Kama Sutra, outraging patrons who go there to get some privacy while they have sex in large rooms full of other people.
Both incidents open up huge anthropological and sociobiological questions. Most animals don't care whether anyone watches them mating. They neither seek out nor avoid an audience. What's with the humans?
In societies from the sands of the Kalahari to the tiniest Pacific Islands, the cultural preference is for sex in private, says Christopher Kovats-Bernat, an anthropologist at Muhlenberg College in Allentown. Where people can afford it, "we segregate off a space in the dwelling that is devoted to two things - sleeping and sex." In many parts of the world, however, the private bedroom is an unattainable luxury.
While members of Kama Sutra reportedly pay $100 for the privilege of having sex in front of other people, couples in Japan are paying to be alone. There, extended families pack into single-room apartments, so a cottage industry has sprung up to provide "love hotels," says Kovats-Bernat. These by-the-hour rentals cater mostly to married couples.
The Seriono people of Bolivia also like privacy, but they sleep in common rooms in rows of hammocks, he says. So if one couple starts having sex, the neighbors will politely turn the other way.
There's some evidence a similar practice takes place in American college dormitories (though perhaps not at Penn).
And yet, many subcultures exist in which people seek out a certain lack of privacy. In Jamaica, Kovats-Bernat said, strip clubs offer something called "freaky sex" in which men get up on stage, strip, and have sex with the dancers. Either way, we seem to care whether people are watching us or not, which makes us quite different from, say, dogs, who couldn't care less.
In his book Why Is Sex Fun?, UCLA professor and noted author Jared Diamond explains why you and your dog will never understand each other's sex lives. No self-respecting dog would need to hide while mating, he says. Dogs also refrain from sex unless the female is in her fertile phase.
According to Diamond's book, our ape relatives routinely have sex in group settings but, like dogs, only when the female is in estrus. While some promote the idea that sex is only for procreation, Diamond notes that that's much more the case with chimps and dogs, who aren't interested unless they're likely to conceive. Humans, for some reason, evolved so that men and women want to mate all month long even though women are fertile for only a few days, which are hard to identify.
Diamond connects our so-called concealed ovulation with our desire for concealed copulation and outlines a couple of theories explaining why they evolved. One suggests the urge for privacy arose because it prevents conflict and thereby encourages group cohesion needed for successful hunting and gathering.
Illustrating with a more modern example, he writes that if it were an everyday occurrence for people to go into heat, get naked and full-out copulate, say, on the office couch, we just wouldn't get that much work done.
You don't want to ever want to have sex with your back to the door.
That's just asking for it.
And never use your real name.
No sandals I recall...but that bench was sure cold..LOL
I must have the most fertile couch on the planet. Propriety alone has prevented me from renaming my younger shepherd, "Humper." And he's the neutered one.
Just wait until my ex finds what I've written here at FR.
;)
Leapfrog
Why does it have to be a private reply? Isn't the article about public sex? heh
Oh, you've met my husband!
Well, it's like this:
If you got lost in the Africa jungle, and your radio is broke. Nobody around! What you need to do is to take a Martini kit out of your bag, and start making a Martini!
Pretty soon somebody will come along and tell you you're doing it all wrong!
In ancient times, those who did not seclude themselves while in this compromising position were eaten by predators.
Over one hundred posts, and no one has pinged Lazamataz? For shame!
I've got to do something with my spare time.
Sure beats the alternatives.
Do my cats count?
You're off work. Relax!
if it were an everyday occurrence for people to go into heat, get naked and full-out copulate, say, on the office couch, we just wouldn't get that much work done.
In fact, in a move designed to cool down our passion, we'd be carted off to the slammer for public indecency . One would hope.
prozac has helped me, my friend. :~)
either that or a martini.
Would you be willing to fix that?
Don't know about the watching.
Otherwise, I prefer indoors or outdoors.
I guess that only counts as two, but indoors and outdoors are big places.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.
