My iTunes libarry holds 245 songs with the word "love" in the title, but only 18 "sex" songs. I was watching the first two parts of a four-part series on the Sundance Channel last night:
Sex: The Revolution. The first part looked at the Fifties, Alfred Kinsey and Hugh Hefner and the beginnings of the sexual revolution. The second part was all about the loosening of morals in the Sixties.
I found it entertaining as well as very educational, with lots of historical footage from all sides - hippies advocating free love were represented as well as Billy Graham decrying the descent of America into sin. I'm really looking forward to the next two parts - and don't fret if you missed the first two parts;
they'll be on again.
It's funny to me, America's attitude toward sex. Contemporary culture is completely oversexed, everybody talking and thinking about matching up boys and girls, and American life in general is fascinated and titillated by sex, and repulsed and ashamed at the same time. Americans relate to each other as men and women first, and as people second. After fifteen years here, I still really haven't gotten the hang of it. (Of course, maybe I don't really want to. I think they have it backwards.)