Embracing Herself
When my wife told me she wanted to open our marriage and take other lovers, she wasn’t rejecting me, she was embracing herself. When I understood that, I finally became a feminist.
Says New York magazine’s Michael Sonmore. And so,
As I write this, my children are asleep in their room, Loretta Lynn is on the stereo, and my wife is out on a date with a man named Paulo. It’s her second date this week; her fourth this month so far. If it goes like the others, she’ll come home in the middle of the night, crawl into bed beside me, and tell me all about how she and Paulo had sex. I won’t explode with anger or seethe with resentment. I’ll tell her it’s a hot story and I’m glad she had fun. It’s hot because she’s excited, and I’m glad because I’m a feminist.
I don’t think Mr Sonmore is quite making the persuasive case he presumably hopes for. Still, his children, aged six and three, must be thrilled by their parents’ progressive, self-embracing relationship, and delighted to hear that Mommy is out all night shagging strangers again.
Via Ace, who shares a few thoughts on this.
Is a cuckold fetish a thing now?
But of course! I have no idea how long it has been a thing, but I suspect a darn long time. I doubt there’s a thing in existence that isn’t a fetish to somebody, somewhere.
Funny creatures, humans.
I suspect that a sociopath has found another victim. In fact she’s so good, the victim is bragging about it.
That is talent.
“writing which his children will presumably one day read.”
If he gets off on cuckoldry, I can’t see it’s anyone’s business but his (and hers). But to write about it, to publicise it, is plain bizarre. Not only because of the hurt and embarrassment it could cause their children, but also because of the sheer vulgarity of his display of self-preening narcissism intended to shock bourgeois sensibilities. In general, I don’t care at all what people get up to in their sex lives (unless it inflicts harm on others), but I simply don’t want to know about it. Civilised people may have rackety sex lives, but they conceal the details, because they are civilised. Hypocrisy is the tribute that vice pays to virtue, as de la Rochefoucauld observed.
I think that this article, like the others David referenced, are written by female feminists and are all fabrications or exaggerations.
Like Playboy letters sans the nekkid photos.
I think that this article, like the others David referenced, are written by female feminists and are all fabrications or exaggerations.
That could also explain the lack of thought for the children. Neither scenario reflects well on the parties concerned.
“Says New York magazine’s Michael Sonmore.”
I had a political argument with Michael Sonmore. He angrily told me that I should die in prison or of a loathesome disease. I replied that this depended on whether I embraced his politics or his wife. /channeling Benjamin Disraeli
Playboy letters
I think you mean Penthouse letters. But it’s been a while and I could be misremembering. Though I do still mentally substitute the words “blood engorged” every time I hear the word “zeppelin”. I’m afraid that oozed its way back into the medulla. tmi again…
Maybe this is some sort of weird social science experiment. I hope this is not a real person writing this under his real name without regard for what will hit the kids later.
If it is a real guy, he’s a sexual pervert who gets off on this.
Kind of like the Liza Minnelli “arrangement”.
This reads like a feminist fantasy piece, written by a woman.
I ran it through an online gender checker – result, probable female writer.
Surprised, I’m not.
Samuel Foote (1720-1777), via Wiki:
“Foote,” (said lord Sandwich) “I have often wondered what catastrophe would bring you to your end; but I think, that you must either die of the p-x, or the halter.”
“My lord,” (replied Foote instantaneously) “that will depend upon one of two contingencies; — whether I embrace your lordship’s mistress, or your lordship’s principles.”
Cheers