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Frisky Friday - Ancient Self Love

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So they discovered a man in Pompeii whose naughty bits were out when he died. Judging by the look frozen on his face, he did not suddenly die and fall that way, but decided to exit the world with a bang.

People are trying to protect this man's dignity saying that perhaps he was peeing or protecting his package by covering it with his hand.

Basically, they are ashamed for him and feel a need to cover up a natural human thing that has been demonized. Look, I get there are some weird things out there when it comes to masturbation like the sex robots that are being made to allow men to have a pretend relationship with a female seeming machine, but that doesn't mean there was anything wrong with this man dying the way he did.

Stop projecting your beliefs on a man who was part of an ancient civilization. He chose to experience a little pleasure when the world around him was blowing up with no hope of survival.

I mean, he could've chosen to grab the nearest woman against his will or something equally awful. He chose to touch himself. Babies do it in the womb. Children do it at young ages. Teens do it A LOT. Adults do it too.

Sure, it might be an odd sight in a museum that children would laugh at, but sexuality is a natural part of human existence and I've never understood why nearly all of it is treated as disgusting or taboo.

Some things may make propagation of the human species difficult, but I don't believe we should have the right to say someone can't like something like sexual spanking, as an example. We might not understand it, but we don't need to. As long as no one is being abused and no children or special needs individuals are involved, go enjoy yourself.

If you saw the sky that day and were smart enough to realize there wasn't time to run, would you just stand there and wait for death, or would you get it on with your partner if you had one? Maybe you'd just hold them close, but that's not what some people would do.

Salut,
R~

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