Just Saying...

It's always about sex.

It's why we marry a certain woman. We want a lifetime of sex with her and her promise that there will be no one else with whom she will share her body.

Sexual desire is an elemental force. It shapes and shades much of what we do and how we treat women. There's really no other reason to buy flowers, to shave and dress up to go out to dinner. We seek a connection that will eventually lead to sex. Those who would declare otherwise are only fooling themselves. Romance has always been about sex.

When women say they want romance, what they are really saying is that they want sex with a man who makes them feel a certain way. They want a man who will make them feel like a lovely queen, a desired wench, but the route to those feelings is lengthy and often convoluted. Men are simpler. They want sex with whoever turns them on. And that can happen with just a touch, a pose, a lack of clothing.

Men are hard-wired to respond sexually to visual stimuli. I find it very ironic that God created us this way and then said that lust is a sin. Women, on the other hand, are soft-wired to respond sexually to emotional stimuli which is why romance novels and movies are big business. The fantasy world is often so much more enticing and titillating than reality, and it's difficult for a regular fellow to compete with it. I mean, how much of real life has perfect abs, luscious hair, romantic lighting and a sexy musical background to enhance the situation?

You can probably make the same point about pornography. However, I've always thought that having real sex is far superior to watching others have it.

Sex is a renewable energy. The desire always returns, no matter how strongly it's quenched at any given time. Like an empty stomach that growls for a meal, the libido starts casting about for its own version of feasting. Then it will either be sated, or, more likely, frustrated. But it won't starve to death, though it may feel that way.

The practicality of all this is quite obvious in terms of species propagation. It's the impracticality of the process that drives men nuts. Say what you want about companionship, intimacy, soulmates and all that. They are marketing terms designed to appeal to the female of the human species.

Ultimately, it's always about sex.

Until it isn't.