Dating theme continues. The envelope of the trembling hand

I'm thinking of this with photo. We now so easily and spontaneously can send a photo to each other via phone. It is great fun and gives a new dimension to communication. Usually you send images within his inner circle – it had felt a little strange to have a private view of a man is more superficially familiar with for no reason, but it is after all. Generally there seems to be some unwritten rules, codes of conduct when it comes to images that most people follow.

So we all know that it is sent dickpics and humiliation images and other, but apart from that and just think of the picture of normal relations in this context. Nå, then we come to my small hangup.

Anyone who has read my blog know that I have taken a turn into ”real ” ie the nätdejtingens arena. I could not be bothered with all the hundreds of men who showed interest in the app, but cleaned hard and in the end was a group of fourteen left and only four of them, I had time I meet, which was subordinate circumstances of a bun, or a dinner. And one of them, it was something extra with!  Both felt it clicked between us directly and we had great fun. Or ” clicked”. That is not so where ” Oh, he is my dream! ” we simply had fun and liked each other and mutual infatuation stage every half hour on the loose in the Old Town. Here we stop !

Now we think of this little scenario eternal moved back in time about ten years, Maybe a little more. We can broaden it and say that it is about a girl and a guy, or a man and an old woman, or a fancy pair around thirty, anything., that I am of no importance.

the two, when they are separated feels that maybe life is taking a new turn. Maybe lifts infatuation bird out of my chest and swinging cheering up the sun? The steps are easy, a feeling of inexplicable joy bestows the ordinary day a lovely light, it tingles and warms the body, a soft calm but at the same time an impatient longing staggering billows within one and if one sees in the mirror, you see a little different, which wind around the temples, and the sparkle in his eyes. In other words, kort och gott; it's love again?

Amidst these steps, that is both insidious and long jump in the tanks, he comes to a sudden. The old man has made it to the old woman's home, the tjusige thirty year old for the fancy thirty year old's job,  guy to the girl staircase, and that medelåders man to that middle-aged woman's lunch place, and he says:

”I have something for you!”

And stretching out a small envelope. Their hands touches almost at each other and their eyes meet, heart takes a leap, but then a sudden he's gone. She remains with the envelope in his hand, press it lightly against his chest and wondering ; ”what is he to me?” Tingling excited she opens it.

Out slips a card. A Polaroid cards. And the card posing the courting male body without head dressed only in underwear. She stares at his chest, his belly, his arms, his genitals with something that is in a underwear, his hips, he hits. Eh…?

How could the woman / girl / old woman reacting?   What would you think if the man / guy / old man who took a polaroid pictures of herself in her underwear in the light of his bathroom wall with the intention to give to the one he hopes to? Think! Think about ten years and any time until then! What had she thought, What had she known? Who would think that he was?

So what has happened in our approach to each other in the last decade?

Anyone who has read my blog know that the fun dinner a few paragraphs above ended with the man in question was put on not to come home to me now that we had fun. It made him into a kind uninteresting. But there was a slight turn to, good people, when the call was taken up again in an attempt to clear up. I gave him another chance. As slim without warning in silence suddenly the picture of his underwear body into my phone. His unknown body, headless, in underpants.

And that I think is normal.

How do I know it? Many women sighing;

”Åh, So where is all the time…”  Alltså, so used. So accustomed to getting ”polarioidkort” to pricked in the bypass. And a lot of men say:

”But so dangerous it was well not ..!” ”

with an undertone of my reaction is a bit laughable. For something has happened to our borders. When it is so easy to take a photograph quite spontaneously and send in as surreptitiously in another person's life, ( Earth ) it is as if there has not been, as if there has been a significant, and if there is something you should oja over. ” How dangerous is it not well?”  

But it is exactly the same as if he had taken a photo with a Polaroid camera, put it in an envelope and passed to a mailbox and put the, or looked me up and handed me the envelope. And what had been said about it fifteen years ago? Clarification: how they had seen the man who did so?

The simplicity, silence, quickness in taking a photo of( its splitting position or) his body in underwear and sending makes it so easy to violate the borders of another person's private sphere. In a narcissistic allure, for some people obviously hard to resist. It is not just about sending a ” innocent picture of a man in underwear” but it is also about without asking break into a woman's private sphere and pressing his body against her mind whether she likes it or not, under the pretext that it is a wink.

Sounds dramatic?

Ja , you can not help but think about it, Of course, but you should be aware of the power and energies, interpretations and old laws. You have to learn to put things where they belong, trim off the visible to examine each one wants to be in it.

So no, you men who say ” it's not so bad! One day, you complain that you do not get any longer”

Nin the wrong.

Om Christina Herrström

Författare, dramatiker och Officiant Ebba & Didrik Glappet Tusen gånger starkare Tionde våningen Leontines längtan Den hungriga prinsessan Denzel Öderläggaren Mirrimo Sirrimo En underbar utsikt Mitt namn är Erling Midsommarkvartetten Marsvinsnätter Gäst i Djupa Salar Suxxess Skimrande vingar
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