Dear Sex in Brooklyn

23 Oct

Did you know there’s a sports bar called PLAN B in Brooklyn? I didn’t go in. 

That made me feel: like I would get sexually assaulted in the bathroom. 

When my friend and I were walking through the Prospect Park farmers’ market, a very well-dressed salt-and-pepper haired African-American man holding a Planned Parenthood clipboard stopped us. Individually, we probably would have each kept walking. But put us together and we got our signals crossed and hesitated and ended up listening to him talk at us for 12 minutes about PP’s contributions to society and the current threats it faces in this political climate. 

Neither of us needed to be told what’s happening in Arizona, Wisconsin, how PP is being attacked and attempts are being made to defund it across the country. Both of us follow the news pretty closely. Neither of us can contribute more than we already do. Both of us wanted to get going.

But. We really, really love Planned Parenthood. We really, really loved this man’s scarf and his animated eyebrows and dedication to the cause. We really, really, really loved it when he looked us each in the eye and said, “I’ve been working for Planned Parenthood since 2007, that’s five years, defending your reproductive rights!” 

That made me feel: like I want to only have sex with really beautiful people in lovely light.

photographs by Yulia Gorodinski 

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3 Responses to “Dear Sex in Brooklyn”

  1. Serial Monogamist (@serialmono) 24 October 2012 at 7:00 am #

    I like the idea of sex with lovely people in beautiful light, but only if I can somehow remain unlit. That possible?

    • MM 24 October 2012 at 10:02 am #

      Sure! Use a blindfold!

      (Disclaimer: I am not a doctor. All gym equipment must be used according to instruction, jurors must remain in the jury assembly room, and life vests must be worn near water. Sharp objects and hot surfaces are dangerous.)

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