Do men think of sex all the time? Is sex the only consistent thought in a man’s head?
Extensive research has been conducted in this area. It is also a question that is most often asked by women. Let me begin by asking a few questions of my own: Do people feel hungry all the time? Do women feel like cooking 24/7? Do women feel like talking all the time? Well that may be true, but you get the drift. How the hell can someone think of the same thing every damn second of the day? Is that even possible? Do we even have that level of concentration, time or energy?
I have no idea why men have been at the receiving end of this statement. We eat, we sleep, we go to work, we watch TV, we play sports, we drink. Sure, there is some truth in the fact that if a beautiful woman walks by, we would appreciate her looks, we’d crack a joke with our buds. Sure, we would like to date her, given the present situation of our relationship (married, dating, single, or divorced, or just straying). But if we were indeed thinking about sex all the time, would any work get done at all?
Yes, we get easily turned on. Yes, it is easy to lure us to bed, compared to the elaborate tantrums of women – “My senses need to be aroused.” “I need to be emotionally involved.” “Oh no, there is too much light; this bed doesn’t look right, the timing needs to be perfect for me; My eyebrows are twitching, I think that’s a sign we shouldn’t do it tonight.” (Goddamnit) – Yes, we don’t let go of an opportunity that involves getting some action, just like we would go to any length for free booze. But, have the women ever thought how it would be if we were exactly like you? Not a single child would be conceived, because we would just cuddle, all the damn time. Things wouldn’t progress in the bedroom, ever! Is that what you want? We do everything you ask us to do: take you on dates, woo you, get you flowers, chocolates and what not, and take initiative. You need to thank God for that. If only we were like you, the first kiss would take a trillion dates to fructify. You can only imagine the strides human race would make in such a scenario. We do you a favour, a BIG one at that by being the way we are. So stop complaining.
There are so many things that piss us about you. For example, you want a rocking performance when we are down under; however, you frown when it’s your turn. Really? We make it all about you in the bedroom, and you can’t make it about us for once? Get outta here.
Also, I don’t think, for one second, women are any less sexually driven than men. You are only better at hiding it, that’s all. Erection is possibly our biggest curse in that sense, the biggest giveaway. But that’s how He intended our external plumbing to be like. You want it just as much as we do. And when you do make it apparent, we acquiesce. However, when we want some, you act coy, feminine, offended: “Oh God, stop it, will you?” That’s a truckload of bull-crap. Are you saying we should just wait for your hormones to act up every month and show up only during that window period of 4-5 days? While for the rest of the month, sit tight with our tails between our legs? How does that even work? We don’t get it. Are you saying we should just consider it a God-sent gift when you agree to walk into the bedroom with us?
Sex is an important part of coupledom. Period. Women need to get that in their heads. Without sex, we would all be just bitter, angry animals. So stop using that as a weapon. Stop using that to make us do things your way. Stop it. Just like you wish we were more like you, we wish you were more like us: Uncomplicated, hassle-free, easy to figure. No gender can survive without the other, so quit giving yourself so much credit.
It’s not just sex by the way, take sports if you will, or drinking, or eating – we are always focussed on the task at hand, and not getting distracted like a child by things around
us, and definitely not senseless enough to keep talking about a million irrelevant things when we are trying to do something nice for you under the sheets. We are trying to concentrate. Zip it, woman!
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