It is what's on the inside that counts!
Apr. 23rd, 2008 08:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cathschaffstumpI don't see any reason to put this up at Writer Tamago, but I suppose it does merit a bit of commentary here, given my background.
If you're in the writing/convention world, and you haven't heard about the Open Source Boob project that filled the inbox of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
theferrett seven fold, a simple link to his site should show you the scope and nature of the clamor.
Lots of writers have weighed in. I'm sure this sentiment is out there somewhere, but I haven't seen it yet, and it's really simple to sum it up for me.
If I don't know you, don't know your name or soul or thoughts or philosophies, if I don't know how you wake up in the morning, or what your favorite cereal is, if I don't know how your hair ruffles or which toothpaste you use, or if I haven't made any sort of interaction with your thoughts, or I haven't even ventured to touch your fingers with your permission, if I haven't sat with you in a bad movie to see how you react, if I haven't joked with you about the lettuce in your teeth, or petted your cat, or talked to you until the wee hours, if I haven't found out who your favorite super hero is, if I don't know about your raspberry allergy, if I don't know how well you speak Spanish, if I don't know the countless little things about your mind and heart that make you a person...
...why would I want to touch your breasts, just because?
Because if you think about it that way, it sort of looks like you just want to touch someone's breasts, not connect in some meaningful way. And if you want someone to touch your breasts, the same?
Because intimacy is a privilege, not a right. You earn intimacy. Unless you are a fairly shallow human being who only looks at the surface, who only wants to touch breasts under the guise of "the rest of you are hung up, but not me" mentality.
Sex is not liberating. Loving someone and truly connecting, and truly being loved, now THAT'S liberating. And it tends to result in some great sex, and some amazing breast touching. In private of course. Very much in private. My love of someone is too precious to show off.
For the record, ecstatically, amazingly, heart thumpingly, and passionately involved in a single partner relationship for the last 21 years, every day as good as the first, because we KNOW each other, because we looked at the interior first, and that lead us to the beauty of the surface.
That's all I wanted to say.
Catherine
If you're in the writing/convention world, and you haven't heard about the Open Source Boob project that filled the inbox of
theferrett seven fold, a simple link to his site should show you the scope and nature of the clamor.Lots of writers have weighed in. I'm sure this sentiment is out there somewhere, but I haven't seen it yet, and it's really simple to sum it up for me.
If I don't know you, don't know your name or soul or thoughts or philosophies, if I don't know how you wake up in the morning, or what your favorite cereal is, if I don't know how your hair ruffles or which toothpaste you use, or if I haven't made any sort of interaction with your thoughts, or I haven't even ventured to touch your fingers with your permission, if I haven't sat with you in a bad movie to see how you react, if I haven't joked with you about the lettuce in your teeth, or petted your cat, or talked to you until the wee hours, if I haven't found out who your favorite super hero is, if I don't know about your raspberry allergy, if I don't know how well you speak Spanish, if I don't know the countless little things about your mind and heart that make you a person...
...why would I want to touch your breasts, just because?
Because if you think about it that way, it sort of looks like you just want to touch someone's breasts, not connect in some meaningful way. And if you want someone to touch your breasts, the same?
Because intimacy is a privilege, not a right. You earn intimacy. Unless you are a fairly shallow human being who only looks at the surface, who only wants to touch breasts under the guise of "the rest of you are hung up, but not me" mentality.
Sex is not liberating. Loving someone and truly connecting, and truly being loved, now THAT'S liberating. And it tends to result in some great sex, and some amazing breast touching. In private of course. Very much in private. My love of someone is too precious to show off.
For the record, ecstatically, amazingly, heart thumpingly, and passionately involved in a single partner relationship for the last 21 years, every day as good as the first, because we KNOW each other, because we looked at the interior first, and that lead us to the beauty of the surface.
That's all I wanted to say.
Catherine