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tonyrey
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So to intend to cause or permit unnecessary suffering is objectively evil?Is evil an objective reality or a subjective idea?
The same part they play in sexual relationships with one man.What part do emotions and the intellect play in sexual relationships with several men?
Then there is no fundamental difference between them?
Why is the lack of sexual intimacy is an arbitrary barrier? Why is it necessary to share one’s body with a friend? Couldn’t sexual adventures be a form of escapism from the monotony of a humdrum life?Your partner must be regarded as inadequate in some respect if there is such a need for variety and experimentation. It is tantamount to regarding your partner as a useful means of giving some stability and continuity to your life without the need to commit yourself fully to him - as if it is some form of slavery or imprisonment. I suspect the bonds of marriage are seen as restraints and an outmoded convention for a modern, emancipated woman who sees us for what we really are: just apes without any categorical imperatives or any absolute moral principles - like always doing what we believe to be right and just.Ideally, the relationships are long-term, but it doesn’t always work out that way (as many monogamous marriages don’t). I think you’re leaving out the most important motivation for polyamory - intimacy with people who share your goals and interests, and just not creating an arbitrary barrier - sexual intimacy - in an otherwise deep and meaningful friendship.
For me the contrast between ‘commune’ and ‘family’ has personal rather than political implications. I don’t subscribe to either capitalism or communism because they are both absurd extremes. I believe in the welfare state, private enterprise on a small scale and co-operatives rather than corporations - but that is another topic.Your implied contrast between ‘commune’ and ‘family’ is telling. I think collective ownership of property is preferable to exclusivity, and I think larger groups are better for us, psychologically speaking, than small, functionally isolated nuclear families.
You are right with your view of the need for larger groups rather than isolated nuclear families but I disagree with your solution. In modern society the breakdown of local communities preceded the breakdown of extended families which has led in turn to the disintegration of families themselves - and sometimes to the psychological disintegration of individuals. Your larger groups of lovers would merely exacerbate rather than solve that problem. The family has always been the basic unit of society but in small communities it was not isolated from other families. To a large extent villages were like extended families without the need for artificial communities like bingo halls!
If friends are the families we choose for ourselves there is no obvious reason why a man or woman shouldn’t have children by their lovers. Would you consider that to be desirable? And how would communities based on sexual predilections fit into society as a whole? What would happen to the unfortunate individuals who were celibate or sexually unattractive or morally scrupulous?Friends are the families we choose for ourselves.
It is good to regard friends as a part of the family but lovers are not in the same category because sexual intercourse is not just a physical episode. It has a profound effect on our attitude to ourselves and others. It is a beautiful gift that should not be debased by being used as an instrument of pleasure but an expression of our whole personality and a form of self-dedication to another person by means of the most sublime union of mind and body:
“Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit** impediments**. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
If there is one thing true love is not it is an affair of convenience…