[FairfieldLife] Re: No sex in space? Yeah, right.
I'm a member of the mile high club, but geeze, an airplane's bathroom is not your ideal chamber of delight. How much less so in space with six type A geniuses at one's elbows? Compared to a private bed, propinquity sex in space has to be but a furtive affair at best and a joke relative to any sexuality based on a relationship with another's mind instead of their being temporarily in a unique love nest. Hey, Babe, you're here, I'm here, can I squirt yer guts on our ten minute break? -- seems tawdry. But if they send up pairs that are already bonded or exploring having a lifelong relationship, I'm all for sex in space. Sex is for grownups not high-ups, but in space, given the costs, I'd say it'll be awhile before a lengthy tantric love session is recreationally allowed above 100 miles. Edg --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, TurquoiseB no_re...@... wrote: Once again, the Russians have beaten the Americans not only in the space race, but in the being-able-to-deal-with-sexuality-intelligently race. It has been pretty common knowledge since the earliest Russian space stations that the Cosmonauts got naughty. And when you think about it, who is *not* going to give it a try, given the challenge? Which is more of an achievement, after all -- being the 40th or 50th human in space, or being the 1st two to try Zero-G sex? This guy sounds like either the Edg Duveyoung or JohnR of space (The thought of having sex would never occur to me...that would make me less of a man) or the Bill Clinton of space (I did not have sex with that alien...I just offered her a puff on my cigar). At least his name is appropriate...what a Poindexter. :-) Sex Banned Aboard International Space Station: NASA Commander You can forget joining the 200-mile high club. NASA commander Alan Poindexter told a reporter who asked about the consequences if astronauts boldly went where probably no others have been http://www.france24.com/en/20100628-no-sex-please-were-astronauts-nasa-\ commander that sexual intercourse is not permitted aboard the International Space Station. We are professionals, Poindexter said. We treat each other with respect and we have a great working relationship. Personal relationships are not [...] an issue, he explained. We don't have them and we won't. The question about sexual relations in space came after an April mission http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/04/02/women-in-space-new-record_n_52\ 3414.html that put a record four women in orbit--the most women in space ever. Three women aboard the Discovery joined another women and four men aboard the International Space Station.
[FairfieldLife] Re: No sex in space? Yeah, right.
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Duveyoung no_re...@... wrote: I'm a member of the mile high club, but geeze, an airplane's bathroom is not your ideal chamber of delight. How much less so in space with six type A geniuses at one's elbows? Compared to a private bed, propinquity sex in space has to be but a furtive affair at best and a joke relative to any sexuality based on a relationship with another's mind instead of their being temporarily in a unique love nest. Hey, Babe, you're here, I'm here, can I squirt yer guts on our ten minute break? -- seems tawdry. Could be that the tawdry is projected by you, Edg, and not necessarily a part of the actual situation. For example, I'm a member of the mile high club, too, but we did it in the main cabin, surrounded by other passengers (most of whom were admittedly asleep). We wound up having a three-seat row for the two of us, no fixed dividers between the seats, and they'd passed out blankets to everyone, so we were under the blankets. And the kicker? This was on a charter flight to Europe, and the woman (ten years older than me, so you don't have to get your predator dander up) and I were on our way to our respective six- month TM sidhi courses. Everyone on the plane was on the way there. We talked about it years later, and both agreed that it had been one of the best sexual exper- iences of our lives. We knew each other well, had been there done that with the relationship thing but remained good friends, and both were on our ways to six months of enforced celibacy, the women in one town, the men in another. It was just the obvious thing to do, it was fun, and it hurt no one. The lady and I remained close for many years after that, though we were never lovers again. So tell us, Mr. Arbiter Of Things Tantrically Sattvic, was that tawdry? But if they send up pairs that are already bonded or exploring having a lifelong relationship, I'm all for sex in space. Sex is for grownups not high-ups, but in space, given the costs, I'd say it'll be awhile before a lengthy tantric love session is recreation- ally allowed above 100 miles. The scuttlebutt around the Santa Fe Institute, a thinktank where several of my friends worked after earlier careers at NASA, was that the Russians had actually ordered their Cosmonauts to have sex, because they wanted to study it. That's something that can never be validated except by hearsay, if some of the scientists and/or one of the Cosmonauts comes out with a tell all book, but I think it's interesting. I'm really not knocking your ideal of Deep, Gazing-Into-Your-Partner's-Eyes Tantric Groove Love, Edg, just your clinging to it as The Only Meaningful Expression Of Sex Possible because that's the only way it was possible for you. You missed out on a lot of fun.
[FairfieldLife] Re: No sex in space? Yeah, right.
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, TurquoiseB no_re...@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Duveyoung no_reply@ wrote: I'm a member of the mile high club, but geeze, an airplane's bathroom is not your ideal chamber of delight. How much less so in space with six type A geniuses at one's elbows? Compared to a private bed, propinquity sex in space has to be but a furtive affair at best and a joke relative to any sexuality based on a relationship with another's mind instead of their being temporarily in a unique love nest. Hey, Babe, you're here, I'm here, can I squirt yer guts on our ten minute break? -- seems tawdry. Could be that the tawdry is projected by you, Edg, and not necessarily a part of the actual situation. For example, I'm a member of the mile high club, too, but we did it in the main cabin, surrounded by other passengers (most of whom were admittedly asleep). We wound up having a three-seat row for the two of us, no fixed dividers between the seats, and they'd passed out blankets to everyone, so we were under the blankets. And the kicker? This was on a charter flight to Europe, and the woman (ten years older than me, so you don't have to get your predator dander up) and I were on our way to our respective six- month TM sidhi courses. Everyone on the plane was on the way there. We talked about it years later, and both agreed that it had been one of the best sexual exper- iences of our lives. We knew each other well, had been there done that with the relationship thing but remained good friends, and both were on our ways to six months of enforced celibacy, the women in one town, the men in another. It was just the obvious thing to do, it was fun, and it hurt no one. The lady and I remained close for many years after that, though we were never lovers again. So tell us, Mr. Arbiter Of Things Tantrically Sattvic, was that tawdry? Oh, yeah, another thing about Barry--he's prone to responding to posts without having actually read more than a keyword or two, believing his vastly superior intelligence combined with his highly developed psychic powers enable him to comprehend several entire paragraphs. In this case the keywords he spotted in Edg's post were mile-high club and tawdry. Aha, he thought, an opportunity for a putdown! He missed everything else, as usual, and expended considerable effort composing what ended up being a total non sequitur. As usual.
Re: [FairfieldLife] Re: No sex in space? Yeah, right.
Duveyoung wrote: I'm a member of the mile high club, but geeze, an airplane's bathroom is not your ideal chamber of delight. How much less so in space with six type A geniuses at one's elbows? Then you don't know type A geniuses who are more prone to sexual exploration because they love to throw the rules out the window. And I do know some TM folks who were into swinging clubs (and I'm not talking about baseball bats). Compared to a private bed, propinquity sex in space has to be but a furtive affair at best and a joke relative to any sexuality based on a relationship with another's mind instead of their being temporarily in a unique love nest. Hey, Babe, you're here, I'm here, can I squirt yer guts on our ten minute break? -- seems tawdry. But if they send up pairs that are already bonded or exploring having a lifelong relationship, I'm all for sex in space. Sex is for grownups not high-ups, but in space, given the costs, I'd say it'll be awhile before a lengthy tantric love session is recreationally allowed above 100 miles. Though tantra isn't about sex there are some techniques involving it (and what the rubes want to learn not the rest of the stuff). I seem to recall ABC had a summer series last year that was sort of Desperate Housewives in space and about these very issues about sex in space.
