Anthropology
There was some confusion as to the location of the Shanghai Museum of Sex and Sex Health. One guidebook gave an address in the city; another said it had been moved to the suburbs. Then a reliable authority said it was back in Shanghai, and was accessible through the Bund Underground Tourist Tunnel. He had recently escorted visitors from Manila to the museum and they were delighted to find the perfect pasalubong in the museum gift shop: vibrating cockrings.
En route to the museum, I thought of a little experiment. I texted three friends—one hetero female, one hetero male, and one gay male—the same message: “Do you want a vibrating cockring from the Shanghai Sex Museum?” In aid of research I should point out that women comprise approximately 5 percent of my immediate circle of friends, men 10 percent (none of them below the age of 40), and gay men 85 percent. (Sometimes days pass before I speak to a heterosexual.)
My three friends replied almost instantly. (Note: I hang out with people who text in complete sentences. That is why we get along.)
Woman: Thanks for the wonderful offer, but as there is no man on the horizon, that would be like a barn without a horse.
Man: Kind of you. . .but no thanks. . .
Gay guy: Yes!!!
This is why gay men are happier than the rest of us. Said gift item was so popular, the museum shop ran out of supplies before we got there.
April 3rd, 2008 at 12:46
Vibrating cock ring, eh? I thought your gay friend’s gonna say, ‘Ten please.’
April 4th, 2008 at 13:00
I understand the woman’s reaction. What’s a cock ring without equipment?
April 5th, 2008 at 12:31
Oh my gosh can we be friends?