They are religious conservatives' favorite example of how our society is going to hell. They are public health workers newest targetted group for HIV/STD prevention messaging. And not dating one is enough to make your parent breathe a sigh of relief and thank the lord that you're only gay.
Sex-pigs.
If the term is new to you, you are not alone. I, myself, first understood the term as a reference to what farmers and drunk frat boys turn to for relief when they're feeling lonely. But alas, it seems that the more widely agreed upon definition refers to men who have a lot of different kinds of sex with a lot of different men. What seems to irk most critics, is the assumption that these men have sex without much concern about STDs, HIV or falling in love and making a commitment to a single life partner with whom they can settle down, buy a house and get a tiny dog that they can dress in stylish sweaters during the cooler months.
Evolution Publishing's SxNews recent post, Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Pig? points out that "many guys who celebrate being a gay man in this way, have a lot of skill and knowledge in negotiating the journey and take deserved pride in knowing how to keep themselves, and the men they get it on with, free from harm." So why the big fuss, not only from conservative straight folks but from many within the gay community, itself?
Haven't all of us had at least one experience, or at the minimum, a fantasy about indulging in a little sex-piggishness?
What appears to be happening, judging from the common use of the term to demonize and shame all gay men, and to some extent, anyone who enjoys sex just for the sake of sex, is that the boundaries of the definition of sex-pig are slowly expanding to include more and more of us. Hell, my own mother is a sex-pig according to some groups' definitions (and I'm not referring to that one fisting incident that you shared with me when you were drunk, Mom, because I swore then and will forever swear to keep your secret and never, never tell anyone about that.)
What's so bad about sex-pigs anyway? Some of my best friends are sex-pigs (Ron, Martin, Kevin, Ethel). Good for those folks who still approach sexuality with creativity, excitement and an appreciation of the inner workings of the digestive tract.
Bully for you, piggies.
i WAS going to say something like "you're damn funny" and "you rock" and such, but then i saw the SPAM. oh dear mighty god of creepy meat, Double Yoo Tee Eff???
i guess i'm a sex pig because i am polyamourous and comparing my life when with my ex-non-wife to my life after the girl who tore me apart after my non-wife, i'm an utter whore.
No, wait, that's just normal. See, i never knew that. Because i was raised by somewhat conservative and sociological/emotionally/psychologically inept parents.
If you can believe it, i had to seek outside counsel of a few other "actual females" to find out that i was in a sex-deprived relationship, putting up with a lot of really unloving scenarios. i later learned that my "friends" were actually throwing their sabos into the works, whispering bitter somethings into the ear of my more-naive-than-myself and easily suggestible supposed life mate.
There's nothing piggish about having or wanting sex. Took me way too long to find out about that little fact and now i'm feeling left behind my age peers (wait, screw that, i'm way behind those who are a decade younger than myself).
What's piggish is to abuse someone's consent, damage their health, or repress sexuality in general. Take that, you roman catholic church pig thing. Snap.
-- Posted by: Jace at January 7, 2008 2:42 AM