Do you feel liberated? You know, as in sexually? Do you feel free to do what you want, the way you want, with whom you want?
However sexually liberated we might feel at an individual level, partaking freely of ever new forms of intimacy, experimentation and a multiplicity of choices, I’ve suddenly been confronted by a glaring void in the supposed sexual revolution. And that void is this: I recently found myself being critical of someone else’s sexual expression.
“Oh, no, not you, K-B, of all people!” you might think.