Loved your post Olivia.
Close-mindedness is cool if you don’t extend you close-mindedness to others. It just bores me to no end to when people just assume they and their way of doing things is the “right” way. I don’t even know if they know if it is the “right” thing for them. I say, have it! Whatever it is.
Originally Posted by OliviaHoward
Amen to that! There are no universal laws, people are too unique and everyone has the right to find what works well for their sanity and sense of happiness without being preached in the attempt to convert to a different idea. Live and let live.
I couldn’t be polygamous because I just don’t have the time or the energy to dedicate physically and more importantly emotionally to multiple partners.
Originally Posted by OliviaHoward
There are days where it is down right exhausting. Those I know who participate in polyamory (civs included) often live alone and find themselves in need of periods of solitude for that very reason.
Personally, I think monogamy is more a social definition than a moral or “will-I-have-sex-with-another” issue. If one is socially monogamous, then the man has socially declared he will love and support his wife and will claim, father and support her children. What we are now is serially monogamous society.
I’ll be true to you until I’m not. Then the courts will make me support you (marriage settlement or alimony – Yes, I know the times are a changin’.) and the courts will dictate how I support your / our children. Is that monogamy in the traditional sense? No. I don’t think so.
Originally Posted by OliviaHoward
There have been interesting sociological and anthropological studies and papers written suggesting that divorce has gone up as life expectancy has gone up. Marriage till death do you part, when you are socially and economically co-dependent and probably going to die before you ever see 60 is much easier.
I think men and women are too often angry and ashamed when they cannot make a relationship last a lifetime. Decades pass, and people change - sometimes they grow together, sometimes they grow apart. It is not always a matter of failure or someone being a bad person, just change. Punishing yourself for not having a happy relationship that lasted a life time is like punishing yourself every time your lottery ticket is a loosing one. There are very few marriages that soldier on, strong, happy and bonded, till one takes their last breath.
I do despise how often men and women use divorce settlements to abuse each other in their anger and frustration over an ending relationship.
Again, historically, polygamous, non-bi-sexual women caused a huge problem. Who’s the father? Whose husband is she going to take? And other such questions were real fears.
Indeed, before humans became consciously aware that the act of sex created children, marriage was not so important. Upon that realization, we have the institution of marriage form in order to guard the inheritance of the male - ensuring it continues onto this blood line. Often enough noblemen would only guard their wives until the first born male, and then afterwards they would both have their affairs and lead very separate lives.
However, even without property, not knowing who the father of your children is should raise concern. In a world where a woman could not raise her child alone, how was she to know who is responsible? And a bastard child had no rights according to most laws - so even knowing the father could leave her and her child completely destitute in a world where women were not equals.
They / we are chastised because the conformists (Whether they conform because they want to, because they have never considered otherwise; or because of moral, social or financial pressures is irrelevant to the equation.) don’t want us around. It upsets the apple cart.
This reminds me of a interesting experience. I was at a function where a man got a little too drunk, and started openly flirting with me in front of his wife and all the company. I did my best to politely "not notice" and avoid him without raising a huff. The wife was of course seething with rage towards him, but remained distantly polite to me.
What was interesting: after this nearly every married woman in the room became defensive of her husband talking to me. There was an air of "If that guy will flirt with you, then maybe my husband finds you attractive too."
And though I had done no wrong, I was soon painted a danger. An awkward dinner from which I excused myself at the first given opportunity.