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MADATOMS PERSONALS

THE 90'S KILLED MY SEXUAL GROWTH

12.11

I look at people who grew up during the cocaine beach-party mentality of the 80's and the kids growing up now in the post-Britney skanktastic 00's, and I can't help but think I got majorly screwed. The 90's, with its grunge rock inspired baggy jeans/flannel shirts and reactionary political correctness movement, was in retrospect a really lousy time to be coming of age sexually.  

My school wasn’t that religious, so they weren't hung up on moralistic abstinence, but they made sex seem fucking horrifying nonetheless. Grave and perilous, we were prepared for losing our virginities as though we’d signed up to crew a ship on Deadliest Catch. Then, on top of the fact that you were probably going to have a baby made of pure AIDS after having sex just once, my school district seemed to have an almost fetishistic fascination with date rape.  

I walked away from Health class under the serious assumption that making any kind of sexually perceived advance on a girl was assault. Oh, may I link elbows with you as we stroll, m’lady? Rape! Jail. Didn’t these sociopaths remember what it was like to be a teen? It took enough courage at 13 to try and feel a girl up as it was, I didn't need to worry that I'd be emotionally scarring her for life.