I CALL FOR WOMEN TO RIDE THE NEXT HOT WAVE OF FEMINISM, SURFING THE SWELLED.
When promoting her tour this spring on the Ellen De Generis show, Madonna was asked the age of the youngest man she’s dated recently; she was fifty-six.
“Twenty-two,” Madonna replied. The response to this was a smattering of claps, then more, then many, as applause built, peaking in a full-on burst of enthusiastic, thunderous approval.
That applause crescendo illustrated the light of consciousness beginning to dawn, then taking hold, then triumphing, in the women there: in the beginning, the majority experienced a knee-jerk reaction of outrage, the familiar one from the trench dug in their subconsciousness by society’s “norms;” yet when confronted with the prospect of sex with a twenty-two-year-old, their prejudice was busted by the unavoidable truth, and their secret, primal attraction to hot, young men prevailed; the validity of Madonna’s choice could not be denied and, moreover, deserved downright celebration.
They clapped in approval, solidarity, admiration and most certainly, envy. But there’s no need for jealousy, in any instance in life: abundance in all things — material, physical, emotional, indeed, all of our needs — is our birthright; we just have to open ourselves to it, and believe we deserve it. And that abundance includes plentiful doses of whatever our heart desires, including smokin’ hot sex — and with men of any age. What could be better than a workout for EVERY aspect of your heart, including a calorie-burning cardio one!
When asked why she likes younger men, Madonna said she likes their “energy.” And I would agree, in the sense that their perpetually forward-looking state of youthfulness is a powerfully positive vibration to be around. But knowing Madonna, she’s at the very least also giving the thumbs up to their hot physical energy and drive. After all, what’s not to love about a rock-hard throbber, the ability to reload quickly for another round, and the stamina to go long and hard into whatever overtime is necessary, even an epic all-nighter.
With an Energizer Bunny like that, I’ll never need to toy with that Rabbit again.
Yours truly,
