Syndrome of the Voluntary Whore

I believe in the deep catacombs of my heart that being different, in whatever way, is substantially better than walking in row with the crowd. It's the difference that makes anyone memorable. I never had an affinity for people who were assertive about their opinions to the extent that they lost the scope of tolerance and got a little aggressive. That was until I met a person who is now a dear friend of mine. Being extremely shy and emotionally secluded, it struck me as a surprise that this woman could be so passionate when it came to something that has perhaps even become overrated in modern society. Dignity.

In today's world, many cultural standards have progressed and the lines have been pushed back to places for the individual to decide upon. Teachers and students talk about smoking pot and laugh at implicit jokes about penises, your father tells you he wants cocaine for his birthday and 15 year old children are all around you, humping away (Humping? Really? It's like two monkey on a tree, what a disturbing image). But yes, humping. So does anyone really have a right to judge? I must say that I am happy to live in today's society, when it comes to being open about oneself, open about wants and desires because I truly never have enough of those. But, the woman I came to love as a dear friend made me ponder the very issue that creates all boundaries. Dignity.

Is it dignified for women to sell of rather strangely active sexual lives off as a use of their given freedom? Is it correct for circa 15 year old girls having an average of 3 sexual partners, which they do quite frequently exchange amongst each other? (No, that is not my case, Hallelujah). It really does make me wonder. Of course, a necessary factor in any single judgment is knowing the person and as you are probably aware of, I do not know every single girl (I hesitate to use the word woman) on this planet that follows this pattern. However, I can say from experience, that a majority of these girls are not even aware of the fact that they are in fact misusing this freedom or that they have that freedom to begin with.

Although to people that know me this sentence might seem as a paradox coming from me, modern society is definitely over-sexed. The boundaries have been pushed so far that people deem this kind of "I'm-a-15-year-old-virgin-shoot-me" phenomenon as nearly normal. Let's not be hypocrites, I'm young and I love sex and people that judge will always say, "But I'm different". But what if I too, am part of this phenomenon, this culture, this trend? I lost my virginity to a man I loved and was in a year long serious relationship with. Always told myself, one night stands? Nah, never! And then, whadayya know, 2 months post brake up, there I am, in bed with another man I met twice before. Accident? I don't think so.

I admire my friend deeply for being capable of being realistic, fun, womanly and charming yet very aware and passionate about her dignity as a woman and the thresholds she put out for herself. Not many women today can do that, and when they do, to stick to it. Are we all victims of the syndrome of the voluntary whore? Or is there really a difference between me and the girl out there, with viciously long nails and the IQ of the chair I'm sitting on, talking about her boyfriend's reproductive organs (en quote: bananas)? I really hope so.