Volume
5, Issue 10, November 2006
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Hot
Topic: Same Language,
Different Dialects |
Sometimes a thread
weaves through one’s
life for a while. So I have found it lately
with the theme of male/female eroticism.
I thought this was complete with October’s
Hot Topic, which told of my unsuccessful
search for heat at The Lusty Lady. But
I was not yet finished. The same message
kept coming at me in different forms until
I was compelled to pen this month’s
column, too, largely informed by my reading
of Max Valerio’s excellent book, The
Testosterone Files. The theme is similar:
the disparate erotic dialects of males
and females.
I use the term dialect and not language
intentionally, for I believe we are more
alike than different in our quest for sexual
fulfillment. I believe, too that homosexual
couples, whether male or female, have an
advantage over their heterosexual counterparts
in that they are not only making love with
similar bodies but also with minds that
view sex similarly and bodies that dance
to similar rhythms.
How often I hear women
complain that they would welcome their
husband’s sexual
advances if only he’d romance them
first, while that same man complains that
if he simply got a little now and again
he’d be more inclined to woo his
wife! These are not stubborn thoughtless
people unwilling to give their mates what
they want. It is beyond each of them to
understand what the other means.
Transsexual Max Valerio
becomes ‘bilingual’ in
the language of gendered sexuality as he
crosses over from living in the body of
a lesbian who enjoys sex just fine to inhabiting
the body of a testosterone-driven male.
He explains how sex shifted from important
to primary, from a craving to a drive.
He clarifies how sex and relationship no
longer necessarily co-mingle, but are now
distinct and at times separable.
Women would be wise
to listen to these lessons from a former
sister. There is great relief in the
message, for if men can be sexually attracted
to others without any emotional connection
(just as they’ve
been saying all along), there’s really
no harm done, is there? We needn’t
be threatened by Internet images or ogling.
Maybe we can even encourage our men to
rev up visually outside and bring the good
sex energy home. If we want them to begin
the romance in the morning, maybe we can
start the titillation then, too (“Go
ahead and stoke your fires all day, Honey,
cause tonight I’ll be taking care
of all the heat you can build!”)
For most males, the
romantic or emotional connection part
of sex is distinct but not absent. Orgasm
releases a cascade of brain chemistry,
particularly oxytocin, that floods us
with the desire to bond. Presto! Intimacy.
(You can see where this is going, can’t
you?) The more we encourage the men in
our lives to express their sexuality
freely and openly, either by themselves
or with us, they stay sexually satisfied,
oxytocin-saturated, and well bonded with
us. In post-coital reverie we get our
relationship needs met while they get
their sexual needs met. Symbiosis.
The trick here is in believing that there
is no threat to us when the man we love
is aroused by another woman. That could
be true only if he felt differently about
love and sex than we do. Max Valerio, who
knew love and sex first as a woman and
then as a man, tells us this is true. It
is in our own best interest to believe
him. How this frees us all!
But, you say, even
if Max’s experiences
do prove something, can his experiences
apply to all men? Who cares? The goal is
to improve our relationships, isn’t
it? If we are given the gift of understanding
these different dialects of gendered sexual
communication, would we refuse it because
it might not be a perfect model? How silly!
Let’s take this gem of experiential
knowledge and use it to close the gap between
the genders. The result? Everybody’s
happier!
© 2006.
Dr. Pega Ren. |
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Sites
of the Month:
If this were fiction, we would
have put it in humour. Sadly, this
is what's going on in Texas.
From YouTube.com, a
Dutch child sings about his two dads.
Charming.
AIDS awareness ads have been
around for decades now. Some read like a boring
public service announcement and some are just
plain scary. I think you'll find these ads,
both directed by Wilfred Brimo, really different!
Femme
Sugar
Baby Love
The Dove Self Esteem Fund presents this
powerful
1 minute film revealing the illusions
behind the "beauty" we see everyday
in the media. It's a little reminder that
even supermodels don't look like supermodels.
Refreshing.
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Movie
Review: Shortbus
I went to see Shortbus on
its opening night as its premise was that sex
was presented as normal, fun, and integrated
into the landscape of life. Knowing it was
directed by the maker of Hedwig and the
Angry Inch, I expected an extravagant
production filled with eye-popping colours
and characters. I was not disappointed. This
New York Times review sums up the picture well.
Don't miss it.
New
York Times review
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Book
Review: The Testosterone Files by Max Wolf Valerio
While I was at the FTM
2006: A Gender Odyssey conference
a few months ago, I spied Max Valerio.
He was there with his new book and I hastened
to tell him I had been a fan since seeing
him in the film documentary, You Don’t
Know Dick. I promised a review in exchange
for his autograph in my copy of his book.
I chose The Testosterone Files as my
travel book for a subsequent long flight and,
even though I had a window seat, ignored even
the Rocky Mountain view in favour of Max’s
story. The book is immediately engaging as
well as instructive. We follow Anita from before
she begins testosterone until Max emerges fully
and securely male.
Anita does not minimize the
gravity of this decision. “This is the
scariest act I’ve
ever contemplated, the most absolute and extreme”.
She shares with us her process of determining
that she is not lesbian but transsexual and
all that difference will mean both personally
and socially. “Am I still queer? In some
ways, the hardest thing to give up is identifying
as queer, at least in terms of sexual orientation.
To give up that marginal state, that realm
of real or imagined subversion—outlaw
status".
We go along for Max’s
first hormone injection and witness the profound
as well as the subtle changes. Even Anita,
who felt male all her life, was unprepared
for the sea changes that befell him. I was
fascinated by reading the account of the difference
between female and male, recounted by someone
in the unusual position of being able to see
clearly from both camps.
Max is not thrilled with all he discovers
of maleness and describes his adventures learning
to be his own man. Some are funny, some sad,
all are undeniably human. And all of this book
is delightfully, can’t-put-it-down readable.
Max is a consummate storyteller.
What struck me particularly
was the value of this book for heterosexual
women. As I read Max’s account of how
Anita viewed sexuality compared to Max, I knew
he had a message for straight women that they
could believe because he had perspective no
biologically-born man could understand or convey.
He himself was taken aback by the urgency and
difference of his sex drive once he began testosterone.
He discusses how conflicted he was, a card-carrying
feminist lesbian, finding himself ogling women’s
breasts or bottoms, compelled by his urges. “It
isn’t only that testosterone makes men
hornier in general, it also provides the key
to the way in which male sexuality seems to
work”.
I believe that straight
women who read The
Testosterone Files will find compassion
for men’s sometimes ham-handed
attempts at seduction. I suspect that with
the knowledge gleaned from this book, women
would gain empathy for the true differences
between the genders regarding sexuality.
Perhaps that would help open communication,
and we could forgive each other for our lack
of commonality. We speak different dialects
of the same language. Max Valerio’s
sensitive book can help us atune our ears
to the subtleties of the differences. Everyone
wins.
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Humour
An old farmer
had owned a large farm for decades. He had a large
pond in the back forty, properly shaped and fixed up
for swimming.
One evening the farmer decided to go
down to the pond and look it over. As he neared the
pond, he
heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he
came closer he saw
it was a bunch of young women skinny dipping in his
pond. He called out to the women
and they all went to the deepest part
of the pond, where one of the women shouted, "We're
not coming out until you leave!"
"I didn't
come down here to watch you ladies swim
or make you get out of the pond naked," the farmer
replied. "I only came to feed the
alligators."
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A woman was sitting at
a bar enjoying an after work cocktail with her
girlfriends, when an exceptionally tall, handsome and
extremely sexy man
entered. He was so striking that the woman couldn't
take her eyes off him. He noticed her
attentive stare and walked directly towards her.
Before she could offer her apology for staring, he
leaned over and
whispered in her ear, "I'll do anything, absolutely
anything that you
want me to do, no matter how kinky for $20.00...under
one
condition."
Curious, the woman asked what that condition was.
"You must be able to tell me
what you want in just
three words," said the man.
The woman considered his proposition for a moment,
then slowly removed a
$20 bill from her purse, which she presses into the
man's hand along
with her address.
Looking deeply into his eyes, she purred, "Clean my house."
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An old cowboy went to
his local bar and ordered a drink. While sitting and
sipping away at his whiskey, a young lady sat down
next to him.
She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you
a real cowboy"?
"Well, I've spent my whole life on
the ranch, herding
horses, mending fences, and branding cattle, so I guess
I am," replied the cowboy.
She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day
thinking about women. As
soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women.
When I shower, I
think about women. As I watch TV, or even eat, I think
about women.
Everything seems to make me think about women."
Silence descended over their conversation, and the
pair slowly worked on their drinks.
A short time later, another man sat down on the other
side of the old
cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"
The cowboy considered the question and replied, "I
always thought I was, but I just found out that
I'm a lesbian."
Quote of the Month
"A mind that is stretched by a new experience
can never go back to its old dimensions."
~ Oliver Wendell
Holmes
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