Asexual Awareness Week 2011 — October 23-29
Disclaimer: I am one individual asexual. My views, experiences, and opinions do not neccessarily represent those of the asexual community at large, nor any other individual asexuals.
Note: the word ‘sexual’ when used as a noun in this context means a person of one of the three intercourse-seeking sexual alignments: heterosexual, bisexual, homosexual; as opposed to people of the fourth sexual alignment: asexual.
Note: the word ‘normal’ when in quotes is used as an abbreviation for mainstream heterosexual norms, with apologies to all.
In my first post, I talked about the sexual lives of children as something I found to be profoundly weird. You think asexuals are weird to you? Here are some doozies about how weird sexuals are!
“Love at First Sight” — how is that supposed to work? Oh, I believe sexuals can be physically attracted at first sight. But how can you know you want to spend any time at all with someone just because they look attractive? What if they’re total gits? Complete bimbos? They smoke? They’re the complete opposite from you in politics/religion/morals? They totally hate your guts?
The “Love/Hate” thing — With sexuals, there is apparently a continuous circle of emotions, rather than a linear range. Sorry, but I don’t see it. If I hate you, it’s because you are a despicable, stuipd, annoying, arrogant, loathsome piece of scum. I do not get how that turns over into feelings you have for someone you admire, respect, share humor with, and cherish.
Especially if this polarizing effect happens due to sex. If I hate someone, there is No Way I would let them get near me, certainly not touch me, and intimately? Never!
Does this seriously make sense to you people? I was reading a book, a sort of thriller with some killer after a woman, and this macho police guy she hooks up with. It switches into his point of view, and yes, he is doing his best to p*** her off because he thinks it’s funny when she gets mad. He’s trying to annoy the heck out of her. Nevertheless, she likes him. WHY??? What possible attraction could that hold?
Now what about chasing after a guy or gal, and trying to make them fall in love with you? This was a big thing in high school. Some girl would be like, “Oh, I like this guy, but he likes short-haired blondes, and I’m a long-haired brunette; and he likes Reggea, but I like Big Bands; and he like skinny girls with big butts…” And so she sets out to cut and dye her hair, go on a special diet, and listen to this godawful music she hates…. Just so a guy will like her.
Um…. DUDE! He doesn’t like you, if all “you” are is this imitation of what he likes! How does burying your own definition of self make ANY sense in finding love?
Now maybe you can explain this movie plot to me. Have you ever seen A Knight’s Tale? If not, this may be a spoiler.
So there’s this guy on a horse, he sees a sexy babe of a noble lady, so he follows her around pestering her to tell him her name. She acts like a total snotty b**** and blows him off. And yet… he’s smitten!
So he keeps annoying the heck out of her and being a crude pest. Clearly, his first love and topmost thoughts in his life are about sporting and jousting. And yet, she can’t help but fall in love with him. Huh? What’s her motivation? What’s his motivation, besides being horney? (Though he claims he isn’t.) Does this “romance” actually make sense to you people?