Love & Sex: Past/Present/FuturePosted: May 28, 2014
I think the love poem is a thing of the past. I haven’t come across not one written in the last century. The love letter too has been long lost, for better or worse. It also seems we’ll soon be unable to compose a love song. Some say chivalry is dead. Men are impatient. Women complacent.
The last 50 years have been transformative as proven by Moore’s law. Every couple of years or so, a new wave has hit our shores. Presently there’s much indulgence in the virtual forms – whether internet dating, sexting, camming, phone sexing, or cybersexing – much of that is owed to the power of the computer. We have indeed become more creative in this regard. Some say these are just new expressions of the old instincts. No decadence. Women and men equally curious participants.
Now one wonders about the future. What then when all potential lovers are able to know everything about you before you’re even introduced because their glasses or lenses recognise not only your face but can reveal to them your entire history. When the sweet and sometimes necessary little lies can’t be concealed any longer because what we think may be projected on screens and even our dreams may be recordable. Will we walk around in suits that make us invisible to microwaves to avoid detection? Will a well managed reputation be of more value than beauty and wealth?
When cars do not require you to open the door for your ladies because they insist on doing it for you. When robots respond to you more favourably than would your partner. When the children you will have are predictable. When chips can stimulate you just the way you like – keeping you perpetually happy. When you commit wholeheartedly to monitors that there’s not half left to give the other.
Love which has up to this present day preserved some sort of form under the congruity of universal ideas in its regard, with some acceptable expressions and a few disagreeable ones, is soon to fully mutate, again for better or worse. One wonders what the standards, the measures and most interesting, the pleasures will be in Love’s Future.
© Heath Muchena, 2014