Millennials of my age will remember the endless essays on how "hookup culture" was turning us all into jaded carnal husks.
My dream is that one day college students will find discover the perfect ratio between chastity and nasty rutting to shut up our nation's columnists.
It’s hard to ignore that there’s a class of cranky commentariat that was upset that kids changed norms and had too much sex and then became upset that kids changed norms and had not enough sex and it’s becoming to look kind of unsettlingly preoccupied
I don’t see how we can—why we should—pretend there’s some equilibrium w/o exogenous shocks
I came of age as the Pill and antibiotics had made a dramatic shift in rational/emotional arithmetic around risk/reward, coincidentally settled down to have a family just as HIV/AIDS abruptly changed it again
