“Our parents talked about the pill as this epic moment in history, but they were too high and unemployed to realize that it makes most people” [ed. They mean “women” but we’re not allowed to say “women” any more even though only women take the Pill…] “crazy and depressed and dry as a bone, so when we discovered that, it was, ahem, a bonerkiller.
“Then when we realized we were probably not going to get AIDS, we discovered we probably were going to get herpes or HPV or the clap or the drip or somesuch, so that was a bonerkiller. When we realized our Pill-generated depression could be cured with an SSRI, that was a bonerkiller. When we realized we’d gladly trade in our libidos for a little sanity — and our fuckbuddies for a stable relationship — realizations that also were definite bonerkillers.
“Too many of these fits and starts and suddenly the momentum was gone and we didn’t really want sex at all, except with our vibrators, which most of us have had longer than our longest relationship…”
Plus: Paris Hilton is gross.
