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  <title>Just a Gwai Lo</title>
  <subtitle>fun within prescribed limits</subtitle>
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    <title>There&#039;s Vulnerability In Real Sex</title>
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    <published>2004-01-23T17:26:33-08:00</published>
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    <author>
      <name>Richard</name>
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    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/yulelog/2004/01/22#a976">Yule</a>: <span class="q">&ldquo;Most men are clearly very proud of that fact: unless they're repressed, their sexual power gives them vitality and energy, and this energy has moved mountains in a positive sense. (And women are not essentially different: we feel our sexuality just as strongly.) But don't pretend to be so secure in the saddle, messieurs: there's vulnerability in real sex, and there's always the possibility of irrational fear for your virility. There's age, too, if you're lucky. Think of the chicken. Think of your neighbour two doors down. Think how much better it would be if we owned our sex ourselves, and didn't let feathers and religious leaders and retrograde politicians and irrational fears and endless desires to quantify ("too much!" "too little!" "has he got more?" "is this enough?") get in the way.&rdquo;</span></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/yulelog/2004/01/22#a976">Yule</a>: <span class="q">&ldquo;Most men are clearly very proud of that fact: unless they're repressed, their sexual power gives them vitality and energy, and this energy has moved mountains in a positive sense. (And women are not essentially different: we feel our sexuality just as strongly.) But don't pretend to be so secure in the saddle, messieurs: there's vulnerability in real sex, and there's always the possibility of irrational fear for your virility. There's age, too, if you're lucky. Think of the chicken. Think of your neighbour two doors down. Think how much better it would be if we owned our sex ourselves, and didn't let feathers and religious leaders and retrograde politicians and irrational fears and endless desires to quantify ("too much!" "too little!" "has he got more?" "is this enough?") get in the way.&rdquo;</span></p>
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