Sex to die for
| 27 August, 2010 | Richard P. Grant |
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Here in The Scientist‘s (virtual) office, we’re big fans of Isabella Rossellini, star of films such as Blue Velvet and Death Becomes Her. Recently, Rossellini has been directing and acting, and in a very strange and wonderful series called Green Porno:
This is a series directed, written by and starring Rossellini, exploring the unconventional seduction rituals of creatures ranging from bugs to cuttlefish.. The series, SEDUCE ME, offers an entertaining yet informative look into the bizarre seduction rituals that often precede the mating process
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Recall :
recall:
Ignorance is bliss: Sometime knowing more is not better — e.g. when experiencing “pleasure” whether it be a glass of wine, chocolate, or an orgasm. Knowing the neuro-biological response for any of these could detract from our enjoyment of them. In fact, I worked for an exclusive wine bar and loved drinking some of the finest wines in the world there. After attending the intro sommelier class with my co-workers, I was so annoyed by their “expert” comments after every sip…I preferred drinking with my “ignorant” wine-drinking friends. The same has been true eating cakes with my friend, a world-famous pastry chef and having a physical relationship with my friend who specializes in male sexual disfunction…the more they knew, the less they let their emotions carry them away to the magic of the moment. So, de-mystifying is great and fascinating — but not always.
Society and its advice gurus are killing the most basic human emotions. Results?
Substituting resulting boredome with hopes of stimulating with outlandish, freaky visual
effects.
Results? Creeps coming out of the woodwork.