"Inopportune ardour' how I would describe it."
"But there is the potential for a certain radical mental freedom" she insisted.
"For me, it makes sense to embrace one’s Sapphic feelings, I mean to come out to oneself
well. it is quite fantastic – to come out to oneself – is necessarily to rethink the world."
"Inopportune ardour," he trumpeted.
"But is has made me confront....how can I put it... my permanent alienation from the ‘normal’ or mainstream."
"Really" he harumphed "...and what else has it done for you...this...this inopportune ardour?"
"Well one finds one has to adjudicate, in the most piercing and personal ways."
"Such as?"
"Well on a raft of ethical, religious and scientific questions. One asks oneself, are one’s desires felonious or unnatural, as most traditional belief systems...such as yours, distressingly continue to insist? Or are my way I have chosen something rather more benign – simply a ‘variant’ expression of human sexuality?" And ff the latter is the case, couldn’t one view same-sex passion, in turn, as a perhaps useful evolutionary adaptation? As an age-old demographic reality, possibly hardwired into the souls of some, that actually enriches and diversifies human civilisation."
"Well, in my view you have set yourself quite a challenge...society and all that."
"Oh fuck society, societies' veiews are so relativist. Don't you get it, we have been jchoked
with platitudinous by the stress placed by Christian churches for the last thousand years on the sinfulness and shamefulness of sex."
Look I do understand that for some women the challenge is too much." she went on lyrically, "...for some women, I know the challenge is too much. A more conventional life, some compensatory indulgence, some bad faith option, may beckon and offer refuge. Yet in others, the experience prompts an intellectual liberation, a new Weltanschauung, a world view of sorts. An entire edifice of socially imposed sexual myths, assumptions and taboos suddenly begins to look termite-ridden, carious, rotten: morally indefensible. The world itself is seen to be wanting; everything must be adjusted accordingly. Each woman who experiences this kind of epiphany must adapt to the cognitive challenges of self-acceptance"
"Quite a task...quite a task."
"But you..." she went with your heterosexual obliviousness to such possibility. You and your heterosexual obliviousness with its own twisty, uncanny, self-perpetuating life. We view you and your type, no offence as kind of jack in the box pop up quality."
"What exactly do you mean?"
"(Laugihing) Well we try to push your head back in the box but you on the others side try to hammer heterosexual's a Rasputin-like determination not to die."
"Well you have failed to convince me, even though your arguments are enticingly beautiful. I am of the Rasputin clique I am afraid."
"But there is the potential for a certain radical mental freedom" she insisted.
"For me, it makes sense to embrace one’s Sapphic feelings, I mean to come out to oneself
well. it is quite fantastic – to come out to oneself – is necessarily to rethink the world."
"Inopportune ardour," he trumpeted.
"But is has made me confront....how can I put it... my permanent alienation from the ‘normal’ or mainstream."
"Really" he harumphed "...and what else has it done for you...this...this inopportune ardour?"
"Well one finds one has to adjudicate, in the most piercing and personal ways."
"Such as?"
"Well on a raft of ethical, religious and scientific questions. One asks oneself, are one’s desires felonious or unnatural, as most traditional belief systems...such as yours, distressingly continue to insist? Or are my way I have chosen something rather more benign – simply a ‘variant’ expression of human sexuality?" And ff the latter is the case, couldn’t one view same-sex passion, in turn, as a perhaps useful evolutionary adaptation? As an age-old demographic reality, possibly hardwired into the souls of some, that actually enriches and diversifies human civilisation."
"Well, in my view you have set yourself quite a challenge...society and all that."
"Oh fuck society, societies' veiews are so relativist. Don't you get it, we have been jchoked
with platitudinous by the stress placed by Christian churches for the last thousand years on the sinfulness and shamefulness of sex."
Look I do understand that for some women the challenge is too much." she went on lyrically, "...for some women, I know the challenge is too much. A more conventional life, some compensatory indulgence, some bad faith option, may beckon and offer refuge. Yet in others, the experience prompts an intellectual liberation, a new Weltanschauung, a world view of sorts. An entire edifice of socially imposed sexual myths, assumptions and taboos suddenly begins to look termite-ridden, carious, rotten: morally indefensible. The world itself is seen to be wanting; everything must be adjusted accordingly. Each woman who experiences this kind of epiphany must adapt to the cognitive challenges of self-acceptance"
"Quite a task...quite a task."
"But you..." she went with your heterosexual obliviousness to such possibility. You and your heterosexual obliviousness with its own twisty, uncanny, self-perpetuating life. We view you and your type, no offence as kind of jack in the box pop up quality."
"What exactly do you mean?"
"(Laugihing) Well we try to push your head back in the box but you on the others side try to hammer heterosexual's a Rasputin-like determination not to die."
"Well you have failed to convince me, even though your arguments are enticingly beautiful. I am of the Rasputin clique I am afraid."
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