I mean, hypothetically, if you knew someone who believed that the war in Iraq was about gaining control of the territory where our alien ancestors originally landed in anticipation of their return, would you do the nasty with them anyway?
I’m not talking about someone with a mental illness, mind.
Say the sex is good, but the other person makes vague comments about how it “opens wormholes” and “triggers evolutionary changes.”
Oh yeah, also say (hypothetically) that it’s been over a year since you’ve been properly laid, not that you’ve been looking, or counting the days, or anything like that.
So, do you jump right in there? Or do you flee?
If you try to deal with the crazy, whaddya do about it?
Careful; it might seem like a fun one-night stand, but if you bed a Raelian, he/she might steal some of your precious bodily fluids for purposes of cloning.
Flash forward thirty years. You check out a funky little urban street fair (the kind of thing with used-book stands and a bunch of food kiosks), and bump into a younger, overly earnest version of yourself – who is handing out Raelian literature to college students. :eek:
One time I went to bed with someone who, before hand, laid out in great detail 1) why Quebec should separate immediately and kick out anyone who wasn’t pure laine (which was a little odd, since he was German), and 2) why socialized health care and education suck and we should all have a free market system where those things are not subsidized, as in Germany (yes, he said that).
I still had to go to bed with him because he was so gorgeous, but his political loopery turned me off so badly that the, um, attempt was unsuccessful. :rolleyes:
This is the part I don’t quite believe. In your heart of hearts, do you believe it? Could you get it verified by a professional?
I know some mentally ill people whose illness manifests itself through strange political belief. When you don’t have a healthy locus of control (understanding and able to take responsibility for what you control, balanced with realization that there is stuff beyond your control) sometimes belief in the supernatural or conspiracy theories takes hold.
I would flee. A long, long way away. If someone’s ideas about politics, government, aliens, and the Illuminati, are so foreign to me, then there’s a good chance that their ideas about sex would be foreign to me as well. What’s a simple boot-knockin’ for me might be much more significant, for good or bad, to them. And that never turns out well.
Heading out for the weekend and didn’t want to duck out without responding real quick.
lainaf, I think that’s a nail-on-the-head post, to be sure. Everything that’s rational in me knows the score, but that damned reptile brain is awfully compelling. (Not a David Icke reference.)
Harriet the Spry, I don’t think there’s any clinical pathology. What I meant by the mental illness thing is there seems to be a dichotomy of tin-foil hatters – the ones that buy into elaborate conspiracy theories involving abductions and cloning, etc, because they’re schizophrenic and have a lot of hallucinatory “evidence” that seems to support the idea, and those that just take fringe literature as gospel because they aren’t willing to reason things out, or prefer a more interesting ‘secret’ history, or something.
Anyway, I’m off to go wading in the crazy pool, even though I know better.
I’m trying to find that balance between honest communication and incessant arguing over absurdities. Whenever I think about it, I feel vaguely ashamed, and I’m not entirely sure whether it’s situational or just the usual self-loathing.
I got it on once with a girl who could make Anna Nicole Smith look like a frick’n genius.
Stupid as this girl was though she sure liked to get it on…
And yeah, if its been a year, I wouldn’t judge if you did it with Janet Reno for crying out loud. [shudders]
