When I was reading this story about a bisexual husband, I was tempted to get all worked up about our therapeutic culture of infinite inclusion.
But I couldn’t get past this quote from his wife, commenting on her own thoughts about his sexual orientation, which she’s not terribly enthusiastic about: ” It’s just a part of him like any other husband who loses their socks on the floor or doesn’t take the trash out.”
There we have it. Socks on the floor, taking out the trash—what human beings from time immemorial have imaged with exalted (and debased) images has become, well, banal. Sad. Very sad. I hadn’t thought of it before, but perhaps that’s the trajectory of therapeutic inclusion. To combat our tendency to judge, we need to trivialize. Who cares? It’s an attitude that lends itself to an accepting personality. Socks on the floor? No big deal. Lusting after this man or that woman? No big deal. Married? No big deal. Not married? No bid deal.
Oh, by the way, did you take out the trash?
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