Travel many miles to no gaurantee. Everything's a joke to you. It's not that way with me.

I have a hard time when I can't find myself getting behind humor. Self conscious, when I can't relate to my fellow nihilistic youth. It's a classic case of post-Jewish-God-westerners, who feel there is a pagan crusade to be fought against anything sacred after their heaven ceases to exist as they grow into a pragmatic, cynical world. I find sometimes, because I often become a parody of myself in regards to the lack of progression my life has produced, that others often confuse the lack of conviction I practice in myself with my promoting a lack of conviction in everything. If you can smile and laugh, then you believe in something. The only cynic I seem to admire any more, the one fighting fire with fire. There's a reason I can get behind Walkmen lyrics stating lazily that "that's the change of style... you're eccentric when you smile." We live in an age where to be honest is to be the least trustworthy, and also the most perplexing and enigmatic demeanor.

Sex jokes just don't do it for me. It's never been a taboo or exciting topic to joke about to me. It's... very natural. Almost ignorable. And when you can stay perpetually amused and entertained with life as I do, you wonder if there's ever anything worth keeping quiet about. I like the unspokenness of it all sometimes. When someone is bashful (or at least reserved, unresponsive, unaffected), it makes you more curious as to how they'd go about it. You can imagine them exorcising some sort of demon(s) in bed, and then you realize they could be reserving a completely different person (maybe the genuine one) for anyone they bless with their carnal presence. Wow... maybe I'm onto something here. Because that sounds amazing. When I hear a sex joke, it seems aimed at this amazing group of persons. Trying to get a rise out of the people that they obviously assume have no sexual drive at all, what with their tact and poise. And don't get me wrong... the best laughs can come during... but this is coming from the realm of comfort and trust. The majority of the sex humor I hear, is making sex taboo again. It's come full circle. The kids are grown up, and they're giggling about the only natural euphoria to be gained. Hell it's not only natural, but it's free, and healthy. And don't worry, "free love" still makes me sick. Also, after talks with enough individuals in the throws of this joke... I realize it's still not being performed to it's potential by the majority of cynics giggling along. Probably because they feel as if they've nothing less to learn. Maybe there's something to that...

Sex is nothing new, folks. It's not bold, or edgy to mention anymore (or I guess ever). It may have seemed as such when it was new to you in your youth, and you were discovering your respective counter culture (again... also nothing new). You're not being progressive referencing an act that your pets clearly understand every time they gross you out. It's never been anything new. It hasn't gone anywhere. It's not going anywhere. If anything... it has become too diluted. It's everywhere. Too exposed. And because it's now so casual, maybe there's no excitement involved. As with the media's rabid obsession with their stars accidentally revealing too much... Covering up has always been more provocative to me. The concept of clothes, if you think of it in terms of nature, is quite fascinating. If you can't have something, you usually want it more. The same goes with what I can see, it seems. And so maybe there is something behind this unspoken stuff. What you can't hear... or what you don't know about someone.

Leave it to an agnostic to feel sorry for a religious couple, devoting themselves only to one another... but to go your entire adult life dating someone who means more to you than the rest of the world and vice versa... and then to know that they have the same drive and urges as any other sexual creature...

It's intriguing to me. And there's no way of experiencing both sides of the coin. We just have to wonder. Maybe chat each other up about it. I'm sure there are pros and cons for each ethos... so why can't we learn from both? Maybe because one will always threaten the other with a life that they can never live. To both be comfortable, and also excited. Absolute... now I'm rambling... And possibly even going as far as to ruin the next Aesthetic vs. Texture.

So I will leave you with a quote from one of the least likely characters... coincidentally enough, being backed 100% by another unlikely character to be unimpressed by the "progression" sex has made with all of it's recent exposure... Rolling Stone circa 1974, an interview with none other than Beat forefather William Burroughs:

"Sexuality and where it is going is an extraordinary question, for I don't see it going anywhere. It is with me, and that's it. It's not coming out as a new advertising campaign next year. It's just there. Everything that you can think about sexuality is just there."
-David Bowie