How Far Would You Go, Literally, For Sex?
Once upon a time they were known as HTH's - HomeTown Honeys. This was the acronym ascribed to those undergrad, freshman dorm-dwellers who had had The Conversation with their high school sweetheart and decided that they were going to stick together, the thick and thin thing, even though they were now 1200 miles apart, in separate colleges, and would be for (at least) 4 more years.
The magnanimous valor of the afflicted parties cannot be underestimated; airdropped into the college environment, burning with hormones, enduring ungodly peer pressure, and surrounded by nothing but booze-fuel as far as the keg stand can see, these intrepids must endure 5 weekdays of this nonsense to have their 16 and a quarter hours together on the weekend. They must be given credit - I know for a fact that some of them actually made it work - but it came at a price; thousands of dollars in plane tickets, car rentals, mid-point hotels, per diem expenses, and the clincher; thousands of pounds of CO2 blasted into the atmosphere. And let's not pretend; conversations and breakfasts aside this environmental unholiness was committed, in large part, in the name of sex. As Barron YoungSmith from Slate suggests, this is where the locasexual adventure may begin.
Barron suggests that the best available research points to about a quarter of all college students are in long distance relationships; the grand total is somewhere 'round 10 million individuals. That's a lot of sex - and a lot of sex miles. YoungSmith's solution, based on the locavore movement is the locasex movement, where one dates, marries, breeds within a 100-mile radius.
It's a fine concept; one must wonder why everyone doesn't simply propose to their next-door neighbor irregardless of differences in gender, class, hairstyle, their toilet paper hanging style, that funny noise they make when they laugh, etc. Slatist author recognizes that functionalist boredom may be a palpable problem - love based on a shared interest in canvas shopping bags may be a tenuous proposition - and peak oil might kill off these million mile trysts anyways, as lovers desperately try to time their rendezvous with cycles in the price of crude. How far is an acceptable distance to travel for sex? The floor, and bed, and dining room table is yours for comments. SlateMore Green SexSustainable Sex ToysGreen Sex ClubsNot Vegan? No Sex