Sex and literature are geographic. Which is why, for example, I bought and read Moby Dick in Venice, Italy. Which is why after drawing the obvious parallels between Moby Dick and Blood Meridian it occurred to me that I might be more open to it if I were in another country. Where I can appreciate looking at our cultural miasma from the outside. Or maybe I'm just making excuses.
How is sex geographic? Or maybe it's atmospheric? More likely. I can only speak for myself, but the humidity of the south really does have a positive effect on one's libido. I've confirmed this theory with exactly one other southerner who also agreed that California can be rather dry. Ahem.
3 comments:
Hi E,
I think I am in agreement with you if you will concede that as dry as it is, nobody can represent the essence of wet dreams better than California. All those hard and healthy tanned bodies on that primordial beach.
And what about those California girls?
I've posted a fuller response with a couple fun youtubes at my blog.
I always say that I never fully understood A Streetcar Named Desire until I visited New Orleans in August.
Nic: I'll give you the California. But Kyle makes a nice point bringing up New Orleans and Williams - the South embodies the essence of repressed wet dreams.
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