Signpostings

Relationships in a World of Individualism

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  • Dale Kuehne

    Sex & the iWorld

    Professor of Politics and The Richard L. Bready Chair for Ethics, Economics, and the Common Good at Saint Anselm College, Manchester, NH.

    In this blog I'm highlighting signposts of the world in which we presently reside as a means of helping promote a civil, and meaningful dialogue about what kind of world in which we wish to live. I am particularly interested in exploring how might we reconcile the individual good and the common good, and where reconciliation isn’t possible, which should take precedence and why.

    I also blog at Sharewik.com

    [Content Caution]

The Future of Marriage and Family: Women Preferring Women

Posted by Dale Kuehne on November 28, 2012

In this recent survey by Gallup they’ve discovered an unremarkable finding and a remarkable finding. Unremarkably they found that 3.4% of American adults self-identity as LGBT. This number remains constant. The remarkable finding is the 8.4% of women ages 18-29 self-identify as LGBT.

Why?

Is it that young women are discovering who they are?

Is it the young men have lost sight of who they are?

Is it both?

Have women been so degraded by sexual objectification that they don’t believe a man would ever find them attractive so that they look to each other for companionship and relational fulfillment?

Have men become so degraded by cultural stereotypes that they only know what it means to be an self-indulgent adolescent?

Or?

When we see a statistical variation this significant it begs a question that needs to be examined. Given the predictable nature of the rest of the survey findings it is not likely that the percentage of young women identifying themselves as LGBT is a result of nature.

Why is this happening?

http://www.gallup.com/poll/158066/special-report-adults-identify-lgbt.aspx?utm_source=email-a-friend&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=sharing&utm_content=titlelink

I don’t even know if he still thinks of me
Once he got onboard that unforgiving train
I imagine that he whiled away the time
Through the cold gray morning and the city rain

Thinking of somebody else who’ll run to him
Who’ll ask him did you miss me, maybe now and then
Laughing he’ll say well he met this funny girl
But just a summer thing he won’t see her again

Oh God I hope I’m wrong
But I’m not feeling very strong
I’ve been so up and down so sad
So happy, feeling good and bad
I’m young I’m old I laught I cry

I tell the truth but that a lie
I’ve been so in and out so wild
So well behaved so pure defiled oh solitudine (loneliness)
That word I hate to say

And no I was not crazy to do what we did
I even wish I’d been a bit more crazy still
And kept a little more of him to see me through
He loved me all he could I never had my fill

And then I’m back inside my room he knows so well
I feel again the way he moved I take it slow
I talk to him and he becomes a part of me
And then I know he’ll never let the summer go

Oh God I hope I’m right
I won’t give in without a fight
And I can take the words they throw
At me for none of could know

That we had something few
Will ever find their whole life through
I wouldn’t change a single day
Although the price I have to pay is solitudine (loneliness)

The loneliness is tearing me apart
It tears me up it pull me down and then
It wraps around my heart oh solitudine
Does he remenber all he said to me

I’m young I’m old I laugh I cry
I tell the truth but that’s a lie
I’ve been so in and out so wild
So well behaved so pure defiled oh solitudine (loneliness)

Does he remember all he said to me
And I can take the words they throw
At me for none of could know

That we had something few
Will ever find their whole life through
I wouldn’t change sigle day
Although the price I have to pay is solitudine (loneliness)


La solitudine (Loneliness) by Laura Pausini from self-titled album (1995)

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