Victorian Woman |
It
is rather ironic (but not surprising) that it was during the iron
grip of the Victorian age that Sigmund Freud uncovered his
psychoanalytic theory to his sexually repressed (and oppressed)
audience. Sex had been completely swept under the carpet and even
women's fashion became so heavily and carefully layered so as not to
stimulate (not even accidentally) the perturbed minds of the opposite
sex.
What
is not seen will remain out of sight was the theory of the day, and
Freud proved them dead wrong. The practices of the morally inspired
Victorians backfired by actually funneling sexual desire, which kept
smouldering, unfulfilled and unsatisfied, in the dark recesses of the
id. In fact, it was a ticking time bomb that had the potential of
erupting anytime and anywhere.
Although
Freud's theory may have placed too much emphasis on sex, sexual
desire is undeniably a force to be reckoned with. Supposed tools,
such as repression, abstinence or censorship will not work, as it is
a deep-seated and coded drive of our most rudimentary instincts. You
might as well ask people to stop eating or breathing.
In various parts of today's world, we are free to express our sexuality, yet the
puritanical ashes of the past still hamper and make us blush. We
rarely talk about it (remember the Salt-n-Pepa song from the 90s?) in
an honest and upfront manner. When we do so as men, it is used as a
form of bragging or it is anecdotal; in other cases, the lack or
nonexistence of sexual activity may zap the energy and confidence out
of an otherwise healthy adult.
Sex, in that respect, has the power to infer social status and standing on men by eliciting a certain kind of "respect" from social circles, while in true double-standard fashion women suffer for it and instead of being considered sexually experienced, other "loose" derogatory terms are used. Imagine the female equivalent of Hugh Hefner and your reactions to such an idea; that shows how ingrained the puritanical aspects really are.
Furthermore, sexual
talk is often avoided like the plague by parents who somehow mirror
Victorian attitudes, especially in regards to their offspring. They
think that if children are left ignorant, these minors will not
engage in sexual activities. Parents may then put all their chips on
sex education, which, more often than not, provides too little
information and is often greeted by nervous giggles from most of its
counterparts.
Some
parents prefer to postpone or even avoid the obligatory talk about
the birds
and the bees
and would rather have them learn from other sources; yet they seem to
turn a blind eye to the fact that, particularly in the age of the
Internet, pornography is not too difficult to come by. And the
problem with pornography is that in terms of sex, it is a far cry
from reality. Its graphic depiction of always sexually responsive,
not to say horny, women at the beck and call of men is not only
demeaning to women, but simply untrue and unrealistic.
The parents' lack of ease or honesty toward their children may influence the attitudes of the next generation. Media at the same
time, and I am speaking mostly from a North American context, seems
to shy away from a true and unflinching look at sex. Whether it is
under the banner of decency or morality, free sexual expression
tends to be flagged by the authorities.
It
is this lack of openness mixed with a steadily burning obsession that
makes us, the media as well as its consumers, hungry for any type of
sexual scandal. As a result, we prick our ears when there are any juicy
bits of news about the sexual escapades by a talented
golf-player or the recreational activities on the side by a “bad boy” prince.
We
may have had a sexual revolution, but like pretty much any
revolution, it has ended up under firm institutional control or
it simply made matters worse, like the bloody after-taste of the French
Revolution. There is a strong bias in favor of violence, which seems
more accepted and acceptable than sexual expression.
A naked woman is
censored and the film is rated R but beating someone to a pulp passes
as "harmless" teenage entertainment, i.e. The
Hunger Games
which blew my mind in terms of senseless violence of and for
adolescents.
Just
think of video games, for example. Ask yourself the following
question and give an honest response (You do not have to be a parent
to answer the question, but it helps): Would you prefer your child to
play video games of violence or of a sexual nature if given a choice?
As
we can see here, there are still visible restraints or shackles both
internally and externally on our sexual expression. How an
(accidentally?) exposed nipple on national television or a
breastfeeding mother on social media can cause such a furor and
uproar among the public remains a mystery to me.
The
hippies believed in free love (whatever that means) and wished to
democratize sex by taking it out of the confines of the bed(room)
with their make love anywhere you please slogan; yet they have, for
better or worse, died out and become an artifact of the past.
On the
contrary, the Victorian worldview has made somewhat of a comeback it
seems. Although we do not dress like them, some of their thinking
continues to affect and color our attitudes about matters of sexual
nature, and we have become, paradoxically, both a sexually hungry and
deprived culture.
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