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Jan. 25th, 2006
Hours of Sex With Emily
Jan. 25th, 2006 09:34 pmAh, the office without a boss...hours of time to fill with nothing but smutty podcasts and corporate mailings. It should have been blissful but instead it just disturbed me. All. day. long.
I tuned into my first Podcast, Sex With Emily, this afternoon--mostly because I was curious after having read the Chronicle article and also I was wondering what my favorite sexual super hero, Captain Erotica, had to say about sex parties, polysexuality, and the like. I had high hopes for Sex with Emily.
From the website's description:
"Sex with Emily is a talk show about the things that people don't talk about, sex, relationships, dating, cheating, marriage, trysts, methods, mistakes, lovers and even love. If you've ever been stalked or stood up, broken a heart or a bed frame, then you'll fit right in. So get comfortable and enjoy Sex with Emily."
After five episodes (the intro, the single girl, the phone sex operator, captain erotica II, and the bachelor), I felt I had given the show a good solid chance. I realize it's still in its infancy and that there are many people who might benefit from its information (so please don't flame me), but with that said, I absolutely hated it.
One, Emily. She's a nervous host who talks a lot and constantly interrupts her guests (who provide the meat of the show's content). She speaks at a rapid clip and appears to have an ADD attention span when it comes to a single topic. Frankly, it's grating and distracts from the content. While she does bring a lot of enthusiasm and personality to the show, it needs to be tempered with some solid interviewing skills. I am ever hopeful that time and trial will work it's magic on this particular weakness.
Two, there is nothing new under the sun. Emily frames a very specific sexual reality that I'm both well acquainted and bored with. Emily's show seems dedicated to celebrating glossy SF hipster sexuality. *rolls eyes* I just haven't heard enough about sex at Burning Man, play parties, oral techniques, and female bi-sexuality. It's so risqué. So unchartered. This ceased to be something "no one talked about" when Cosmo started devoting entire columns to it and Sex and the City got syndicated on Fox. This is really just peddling the same crap with local characters to narrate it. I don't necessarily think that's a bad thing, but it is false advertising. Tell me something new, please.
Three, what's up with glossy hipster sex? Sex with Emily has to be waxed, firmed, toned, and Burning Man approved. Frankly, it's the same sex marketed at the Playboy Mansion with a few more tattoos, piercings, and angular frames. I got the distinct impression that people committing the unforgivable crimes of weight, age, pubic hair, crappy jobs, and monogamy weren't having sex. Actually, they didn't appear to exist at all, as they were either not mentioned or were treated with outright disdain. I thought Sex With Emily would talk about the sex that no one was talking about---the actual sex people had, not the sex that's marketed in 7x7 and Maxim's tell-all chick columns. I'd love to hear about older people getting it on or amputees and their sex lives---that's the stuff I don't know about. Glossy, shiny, high-end Marina semi-kinky sex is what's marketed to me everyday. Give me something I can't get at the checkout stand every single day.
Four, body hatred and plastic sex. The interview with the Brazilian Bikini Waxer was probably the most frustrating segment of the show. I really haven't seen body hatred like that since junior high gym class or the ubiquitous pro-ana communities on the intarweb. I should reveal myself as a fan of pubic hair. It's not a fetish, but I'm certainly not one of the legions of women crusading against it with wax and tweezers. It's part of my body and my body is some pretty good stuff--it makes no sense to get squeamish about the inevitable. I'm at peace with it, I can't imagine getting worked up about it. I don't have a problem with people getting waxed. It can be fun (not the act, but the result). Power to people and their pubes (or lack thereof). That position established, it wasn't the Brazilian that disturbed me but all the references to pubic hair being dirty, unclean and unsexy--and it seemed, by extension, that the uncoiffed female form was very much the same. Wtf is that about? Pubic hair isn't the source of plague and misfortune. Bare or no, things can be as clean or as messy as you like, but let's not equate the unaltered human body with filth. As for sexy, I can't imagine finding a bare crotch the epitome of vavoom...it would remind me more of pre-adolescence, and frankly that's just not my kink. This all leads me to wondering, how Emily and Co. really feels about the female form, more specifically their own bodies and sex. It seems like there's a feeling of needing to groomed, plucked and coiffed before they are seen as sexually acceptable partners...this is exactly the sort of backasswards message women are given everyday by the media and the man. I had hoped that I'd hear something different on this Podcast, but it was just the same old tripe with a SF hipper than thou spin. I'm comfortable with my body, I suspect that's why I'm not comfortable with this show.
Tres disappointing.
I love my body. I love my sex. I'd love to really talk about what both of those things are like, but I don't suspect I'll find an audience with Emily any time soon.
I tuned into my first Podcast, Sex With Emily, this afternoon--mostly because I was curious after having read the Chronicle article and also I was wondering what my favorite sexual super hero, Captain Erotica, had to say about sex parties, polysexuality, and the like. I had high hopes for Sex with Emily.
From the website's description:
"Sex with Emily is a talk show about the things that people don't talk about, sex, relationships, dating, cheating, marriage, trysts, methods, mistakes, lovers and even love. If you've ever been stalked or stood up, broken a heart or a bed frame, then you'll fit right in. So get comfortable and enjoy Sex with Emily."
After five episodes (the intro, the single girl, the phone sex operator, captain erotica II, and the bachelor), I felt I had given the show a good solid chance. I realize it's still in its infancy and that there are many people who might benefit from its information (so please don't flame me), but with that said, I absolutely hated it.
One, Emily. She's a nervous host who talks a lot and constantly interrupts her guests (who provide the meat of the show's content). She speaks at a rapid clip and appears to have an ADD attention span when it comes to a single topic. Frankly, it's grating and distracts from the content. While she does bring a lot of enthusiasm and personality to the show, it needs to be tempered with some solid interviewing skills. I am ever hopeful that time and trial will work it's magic on this particular weakness.
Two, there is nothing new under the sun. Emily frames a very specific sexual reality that I'm both well acquainted and bored with. Emily's show seems dedicated to celebrating glossy SF hipster sexuality. *rolls eyes* I just haven't heard enough about sex at Burning Man, play parties, oral techniques, and female bi-sexuality. It's so risqué. So unchartered. This ceased to be something "no one talked about" when Cosmo started devoting entire columns to it and Sex and the City got syndicated on Fox. This is really just peddling the same crap with local characters to narrate it. I don't necessarily think that's a bad thing, but it is false advertising. Tell me something new, please.
Three, what's up with glossy hipster sex? Sex with Emily has to be waxed, firmed, toned, and Burning Man approved. Frankly, it's the same sex marketed at the Playboy Mansion with a few more tattoos, piercings, and angular frames. I got the distinct impression that people committing the unforgivable crimes of weight, age, pubic hair, crappy jobs, and monogamy weren't having sex. Actually, they didn't appear to exist at all, as they were either not mentioned or were treated with outright disdain. I thought Sex With Emily would talk about the sex that no one was talking about---the actual sex people had, not the sex that's marketed in 7x7 and Maxim's tell-all chick columns. I'd love to hear about older people getting it on or amputees and their sex lives---that's the stuff I don't know about. Glossy, shiny, high-end Marina semi-kinky sex is what's marketed to me everyday. Give me something I can't get at the checkout stand every single day.
Four, body hatred and plastic sex. The interview with the Brazilian Bikini Waxer was probably the most frustrating segment of the show. I really haven't seen body hatred like that since junior high gym class or the ubiquitous pro-ana communities on the intarweb. I should reveal myself as a fan of pubic hair. It's not a fetish, but I'm certainly not one of the legions of women crusading against it with wax and tweezers. It's part of my body and my body is some pretty good stuff--it makes no sense to get squeamish about the inevitable. I'm at peace with it, I can't imagine getting worked up about it. I don't have a problem with people getting waxed. It can be fun (not the act, but the result). Power to people and their pubes (or lack thereof). That position established, it wasn't the Brazilian that disturbed me but all the references to pubic hair being dirty, unclean and unsexy--and it seemed, by extension, that the uncoiffed female form was very much the same. Wtf is that about? Pubic hair isn't the source of plague and misfortune. Bare or no, things can be as clean or as messy as you like, but let's not equate the unaltered human body with filth. As for sexy, I can't imagine finding a bare crotch the epitome of vavoom...it would remind me more of pre-adolescence, and frankly that's just not my kink. This all leads me to wondering, how Emily and Co. really feels about the female form, more specifically their own bodies and sex. It seems like there's a feeling of needing to groomed, plucked and coiffed before they are seen as sexually acceptable partners...this is exactly the sort of backasswards message women are given everyday by the media and the man. I had hoped that I'd hear something different on this Podcast, but it was just the same old tripe with a SF hipper than thou spin. I'm comfortable with my body, I suspect that's why I'm not comfortable with this show.
Tres disappointing.
I love my body. I love my sex. I'd love to really talk about what both of those things are like, but I don't suspect I'll find an audience with Emily any time soon.