Of Peckers & Peccadilloes — What IS It About Men & Their “Manhood”?

Things that begin with the letter “P” — Peculiar… Powerful… Pederast… Pervert… Penis.

Peckers, too. And Peccadilloes.

One of the stories that’s already bubbled up in the Jeffrey Epstein saga is his apparent need for a minimum of three orgasms a day. On the one hand, I do admire the man’s capacity. On the other hand — dude, take care of business yourself if it’s that urgent — and get some therapy; you’re addicted. The question is “to what?”

I suspect that, in too many men’s minds, sex gets conflated with power whereas it should be conjoined to love. Even if you’re not in love with a sexual partner, it’s nice if you at least like them. Better yet, respect them. It says something about YOU when you regularly have sex with people YOU don’t respect.

The bottom line about male sexuality is this — by our very nature, we’re “squirt-n-go” creatures. Our orgasm, pleasurable as it is, is 100% reproductive. Everything about the male orgasm focuses on getting our DNA from inside our nutsack to the inside of a female where, if all goes to genetic plan, our sperm will race toward a waiting egg.

What happens after that — to a male — is almost entirely irrelevant. He may rise to the challenge and become a great father but that’s entirely up to him. He could just as easily squirt n go. As lots of men do.

Women, on the other hand, can orgasm all they like — without it ever making them pregnant. Their orgasm, as far as we know, is all about pleasure. They don’t even have to have an egg in the chamber, ready for fertilization, to have orgasms by the bucket. But if a man ejaculates inside of them — achieves his orgasm without any protection — and there is an egg in the chamber? That’s a whole other story.

No woman would ever speak the words “I alone can fix it” as Donald Trump has repeatedly. Trump’s not the only man to think that way about himself. A dude driving around lost, refusing to ask for directions, suffers from the exact same delusion. Female biology necessitates communal thinking instead. While it’s possible to bear and raise a child alone, doing it alone makes success highly unlikely for either parent or child. Even a woman without a mate still needs the better part of a village to successfully raise a child.

Stories about twisted female sexuality are fascinating as much for the twisted sexuality as for how unusual they are (most often it’s a female school teacher and a boy she fixated on). Most stories about twisted sexuality are all about men. Catholic priests, for instance. The man who sexually molested me when I was 14 (I’ve learned about him that he grew up the youngest boy in a group of Yeshiva boys trying to outrun WWII where he was likely bullied and sexually assaulted himself). Jeffrey Epstein — and every man who partook of the underage action Jeff provided.

A cultural shift is happening as we speak. We’re finally dis-empowering the penis. It’s about damned time. Men who think with their penises have made a mess of the planet and civilization.

Just because your pecker says it wants something doesn’t mean it gets the thing it wants. There are rules even a penis has to follow. Penises have to ask permission to go places. If a vagina or a mouth or a rectum agrees unconditionally to a penis coming for a visit? That penis has permission.

BUT — all permission is conditional. Penises must behave at all times — and a misbehaving penis (a penis NOT playing by the agreed-upon rules) is a penis who deserves to be expelled.

By the way, a well-behaving penis is also a responsible penis. If there’s a dress code — raincoats required — all penises are therefore required to dress before gaining entry. Whining and cajoling are bullshit.

If the male of the species is ever going to be fully civilized — I hold out hope though not much — he’s going to have to learn to get good at another “M” word — “masturbation”. Men need to learn that every single urge they feel CAN in fact be dealt with directly. And, hey — contrary to what our various religions taught us, masturbation’s actually healthy.

How’s this for irony — what men need to learn MOST about their own sexuality? “I alone can fix it”.

It’s Time To end “The Cult Of The Penis”

It’s a biological fact: Penis-People have it way easier than Vagina-People.

Biology is destiny — or, it has been so far — and, as the evidence indicates, it’s killing us. I’ve argued here before (so I’ll thumbnail it in this post) that women know intrinsically that one cannot bear and raise a child alone. One could — but the odds are stacked against mother and child thriving or even surviving. As Hillary Clinton said, “It takes a village”. Yes, it does. It absolutely does.

Women rely on community for survival. Communities make group decisions (no group ever says “I alone can fix it”.) Men, on the other hand, contribute only one sperm to the process. They don’t even have to be there when the sperm gets introduced to the vagina where the intended egg lives. A turkey baster can fill in just fine.

In fact, women don’t even have to have an orgasm in order to procreate whereas men absolutely do. Lots of men wouldn’t know a real (as opposed to simulated) female orgasm if they actually saw one (which would be on film only — trust me, they’ve never been in a room where it’s happening). The male orgasm is 90% external (I’m giving 9% to the pump action & 1% to the “feels good” in terms of its actual reproductive usefulness) .

Male biology is completely “squirt-n-go”. We have no emotional attachment to our issue. Our nature is to “squirt-n-go” as many places as we can — to spread our genes as far and wide as possible. Our culture celebrates that fact. Does anyone look at James Bond and think “Man, have you ever put a wrapper on that thing? Have you ever asked the thousands of women you’ve been with if THEY’RE protected (both from pregnancy and whatever STD’s your well-traveled dick must have been exposed to)?”

Certainly not! Consider all the images we have that do double duty as penile stand-ins — bananas, popsicles, trains entering tunnels (example – the final shot of Hitchcock’s “North By Northwest”).

If we tried to find an image to do double duty as the vagina and its orgasm, it would look like a quadratic equation.

If women had been running things since the dawn of time, the last thing on earth we’d celebrate is either the penis or its spew. Instead we’d celebrate the mystery of the female orgasm. We’d teach young men how to see that it’s their purpose to solve that mystery — which means, first and foremost, knowing the woman at the mystery’s core. Squirt-n-go need not apply. In fact, it needs to go.

The fact that a picture definition scumbag like Jeffrey Epstein isn’t already rotting in the worst prison we can conjure is a testament to the fact that there IS a “Cult Of The Penis”. Powerful men, as we keep learning, walk around with weaponized penises. They think they’re entitled to put their pecker wherever their pecker wants. The only people who’d go along with that bullshitty thinking are the owners of those offending peckers, their enablers — and their unwilling victims.

It’s the enablers who make up the “Cult Of The Penis”.

We all know who they are.