C’mon! Isn’t sex—good sex–about conquest and submission?

Paulette Huebert Touby —

So are we just being politically correct and predictable to object to a video “objectifying,” for lack of a less-charged word, the women in Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines?

For the record let’s just get it straight right now: it’s a given that these things have degrees. Real beatings are not sexy, so that’s off the table.

The best videos are sexy. And Blurred Lines is among the best. The women in it are young, tawny skinned, plump in all the right places and probably thrilled to be strutting their stuff and getting paid for it.

What is youth for but to be strutting? We have to keep re-creating ourselves and keep the human species going and that’s how it’s done.

A recent National Geographic video of birds of paradise in New Guinea show these fabulous creatures turning themselves inside out, changing their shape, transforming wings from down by the side to a huge shroud of black, very impressive. One other hotly coloured bird warbling to reveal an entire chartreuse mouth, maybe that’s where Armani got his idea for the confection Tina Turner wore on her wedding day. Another turning the feathers on its head completely upright in a split second to a fantastic hat shaped like a fan. Why do they do this? Sex. It’s all sex.

The battle between the sexes was more fun before it was politicized; that makes everything uptight and immoral in a pinched-lips kind of way It’s more fun to enjoy the beauty of youth in all its stupidity whether one can participate or not. For those who no longer participate in that way there are always bodice-rippers. It’s all about conquer and submission, right?