Naked Willie’s In a Booth — On TV?
How I miss the old romantic times…
Would Juliet have been attracted to Romeo if she’d only seen his willy?
Yes, you read that right.
Astonishing? Yet this is what is happening on reality TV.
To what am I referring?
It’s a programme called ‘Naked Attraction.’ It’s basically a cattle market where half a dozen naked men line up in booths that have two doors — an upper and lower one. The upper door is left closed so the prospective female client can only see the bottom half.
I haven’t watched it, but I did catch a glimpse when changing channels. My husband and I both gasped in disbelief, and he yelped,
“Change the channel quick— change the channel!”
The thought is mind-boggling to me! I can’t believe such a programme even exists. Who thought this up?
How come it’s so popular?
Where on earth are we going?
Back in the good old days, it was quaintly referred to as ‘courting.’ People took things more slowly. We’d take walks on starry evenings, look up at the heavens and point out the constellations. We’d run for the bus, take a ride into town and go for a drink in an old-fashioned pub. We’d go dancing, and my boyfriend (now husband of 45 years) would walk me home, a total distance of eight miles by the time he got back home.
My parents would be in bed by the time we arrived, and I can’t deny inviting my then-boyfriend in for some kissing and cuddling, but after about ten minutes, my Dad would bang on the floor and call down, “It’s time he went home!”
Sex before marriage?
Kind of, but not really. You might go part of the way. Generally, people would wait till their wedding night, which made it much more memorable and romantic.
I suppose I’m a bit starry-eyed about the past.
So much has changed. People now live together as a matter of course before committing to marriage. Not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. I suppose you get to find out what it’s like to live with your prospective partner and discover their annoying habits, but it does seem to take the romance out of it.
In my time, there were girls who, before marriage, had never seen a man’s willy, let alone half a dozen of them displayed in cabinets on TV!
How romance has changed. Does it even exist anymore?
Ah, me, I must be getting old!
