I know this is supposed to be the lighter, more fun blog but… I still have that debacle that I witnessed yesterday on my mind. Just to catch you up, yesterday, the Senate Judicial Committee reluctantly held an additional hearing to address allegations made by Dr. Christine Blasey Ford. She accused a Supreme Court Nominee, Judge Brett “Frat Boi” Kavanaugh, of attempted rape when they were both in high school.
Another reason that I feel compelled to address this here is because many women on the Autism Spectrum become the victims of sexual crimes because of their vulnerability and naivete. With all of the momentum of the #MeToo movement swirling around, Dr. Ford was all of us yesterday. I myself am a survivor and that’s something that you never get over. It was years before I told anyone. I never told my family. I wrote about it in my first book though. In my particular case, it was less about feeling ashamed and more a real fear that my father and brother would have killed the bastard.
So today, I am taking a different approach with this blog. I am not feeling jovial and lighthearted. I felt physically ill watching Dr. Ford go through what she went through and then forcing myself watch that privileged, entitled Frat Boi throw a “toddler worthy” tantrum complete with screaming and crying. And to top it all off, these “esteemed” Senators, mostly RethugliKKKans, are hell bent on giving this “man baby” a huge promotion that he does not deserve.
I know today is Friday and probably payday for a lot of us. I’m going out to dinner later with some friends myself but writing has always been therapy for me. I hope I didn’t bring you down. Tomorrow, I promise to be upbeat and lighthearted again but today, this needed to be written. I needed to write it. Thank you for reading! Blessings and Peace!
^^^ Holly Mosley Cooper, The Fab “Aspie” Cougar herself ^^^^
First, allow me to apologize for staying away so long. It’s been a pretty rough two years. I’m just getting back into the “rat race.” You have my word, in these perilous times while many of us are stuck at home, I will do my best to keep you all entertained. Stay tuned!
I make no secret of the fact that I have often dated younger men. Nowadays, I date men who are slightly older than me, slightly younger or my own age but my preference USED TO BE younger men. I’m certain it’s not just about sex either. After all, age is just a number, right? Therein lies the question – How young is too young? At one time, I was getting rather serious with a gentleman that was 9 – 10 years younger than me. We shared things in common and we enjoyed each other’s company but was that an anomaly? Is there a point where it’s just about sex and the two of you really have nothing to talk about? Seriously, what could I possibly have in common with a 28-year-old man? What about pillow-talk? There should be no shaming involved if both consenting adults are only in it for the sex but what about if one of them decides that he/she wants more? Most 20 and 30 somethings don’t have children yet. I know that at this point in my life I want more than a shallow relationship and I don’t want any more children.
I have friends that are younger than me. I try to stay current with the latest trends in music, fashion, television but let’s face it, there are going to be generational differences. I was reading in my horoscope that I have the ability to communicate across generations. I do know that I get along well with children as well as older folks. Does it become the same type of situation that Demi Moore and Mariah Carey are in? Were Nick Cannon and Ashton Kutcher with them because of reasons other than pure love?
I’ll let you in on a writer’s secret, I wrote this a while ago so both Nick and Ashton are gone… But I digress… Is it the personalities of the folks involved in these two examples or is the age difference just too big of a factor to overcome? I submit that there really is no happily ever after and age may have very little to do with it. The best that we can hope for is to trust the universe to find someone that plays well with our demons and loves us unconditionally and hope for the best.
We are appalled by the fact that polygamy is still practiced in some African countries because we have been indoctrinated by the Eurocentric way of thinking. The simple truth is that many of y’all are in polygamous relationships and don’t even know it. The whole idea of the collective is very Afrocentric but we have been robbed of so much of our history. And we are so brainwashed. We have bought into this winner take all and win at all costs mentality. Even in matters of the heart. The universe is filled with abundance. There is enough for everyone but far too many of us are consumed with Eurocentric self-centeredness.
Thus, my headline… There are far too many men out here who outwardly appear to be in monogamous relationships that are involved with one or more other women than their wives. This whole concept of the “side chick…” Recently, her place in popular culture is looked upon with less judgement. It’s even reflected in our television shows. I give you the most famous fictional side chick – “Olivia Pope of Scandal fame.”
So, the takeaway in all this is how to resolve this situation? I have written before about the concept of monogamy being the anomaly rather than the norm. Is it practical considering the disparity among the number of males to females? Are we as humans going to “behave” or should we just wake up and really be aware of what’s really going on?
I say we face reality and try to figure out how to resolve our hang ups. We all have them but adults can work through them. It’s not intended to be a chaotic situation. The concepts of polygamy and polyamory are real “things” that consenting adults practice daily. Some of them even have children. We’re not going to discuss religion right now but I know it plays a role in all of this. We’ve all been indoctrinated by our oppressors’ religious dogma. But that’s for another day.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, there’s someone special in my life. (Cue the fanfare) But, here’s the fun part, he’s someone special in more than just my life. That’s right: phi, the poster child for monogamites everywhere, is dating a polyamorous guy. (womp womp) Soooooo…..once upon a time I wrote this about my […]
Here is my YouTube video to go along with this post. I have been having technical difficulties getting it to embed… It is cuffing season
So as you can see, I am changing the format slightly. I am no longer giving them numbers. Instead, I will be giving them subtitles. When I came up with idea for this post, I admit it was a little tongue in cheek. I mean no one is going to realistically structure their lifestyle around the weather, right…? But let’s talk seriously though. Suppose it actually has less to do with the weather and more to do with the fact that people who are normally happy go lucky singles start to feel the loneliness more during the holidays? After all, people are often with their families and if you are unattached, you might not have a family to spend the holidays with and that makes not having a significant other…well, even more significant.
Consider the fact that suicide rates go up during the holidays. Couple mental illness with all these darn cheerful, family-oriented holiday festivities and viola! – cuffing season.
People need and want to be loved, valued, cuddled…even if it is a facade. And consider this- Is all of this exacerbated by being on the Autism Spectrum? Many people on the spectrum have strained relationships with their families. Many people on the spectrum have a terrible time navigating the dating world. If someone who is equally lonely and or desperate comes along…meet your new cuffing buddy…
So what do y’all think? Change in weather, change in attitude towards commitment? I have done a little research for us and here is what I found. Huffington Post had this to offer: Cuffing Season