A friend sent me this article about dating, sex, courtship, marriage. He thought it was pretty reasonable. So do I. What do we do in this culture of ours, where multiple early failed relationships really do cause such pain, but marrying early appears to not (always) be an option? Valid question.
Clearly, not valid to everyone. Same friend pointed me toward the comments, which are, wow, exceptionally rude, leading one friendly reader to write:
If these comments are an indication, [Washington Post] readers are angry, semi-literate, immature jerks.
I’d agree with that assessment.
Incidentally, this has happened to me–if you so much as breathe a word about being responsible about sexual things, if you so much as imply that perhaps sex anytime, any place isn’t serving everyone well–well, like little wind up toys the opposing voices will launch in unison with the requisite “she’s sexually repressed,” and far worse.
Brigitte has a suggestion: Embrace your inner crusty old goat! (And get your black belt – nobody calls you repressed when you’re wearing one of those.) OK, so that’s two suggestions.