The Honest Courtesan

Though it has been a very long time since I’ve written about guest post solicitations, that doesn’t mean it has been a long time since I’ve received one.  On average, my e-mailbox is polluted by at least one or two of the noisome things a week, on any number of topics, along with “offers” to interview nobodies and “press releases” which are actually mere PR scams.  Few of them have even the most tangential relationship to anything I might write about, so I assume a large fraction of the few remaining bloggers on the internet get them as well, and that the solicitors are using the “If one throws enough shit at a wall, some of it is bound to stick” strategy of finding someone, anyone, desperate or foolish enough to publish these things for the pittance they offer (which generally falls somewhere between “pocket change” and “bupkis”).  Of course, my infamously-aggressive email filters consign most of these to the trash, so I forget them almost immediately (except for the ones which are deleted without my seeing them at all due to the presence of some word or phrase in the subject line which I’ve banned from assaulting my sensibilities even for the moment it takes to scan down the garbage list just to make sure nothing worthwhile ended up in there by mistake, due to the fact that my email filters are, in fact, infamously aggessive).  But I recently (OK, it was actually January 27th, but I’ve had better things to write about for the past two and a half months) got one which was so shockingly stupid, on multiple levels, that I saved it for a slow news day, which has now arrived.  And so I present an exercise in nonsense, pseudoscience, and sexological inanity the author calls a “study”, which is about as accurate a description here as when used to describe the propaganda erupting from the likes of Melissa Farley, Gail Dines, or Dominique “Body Fluids” Sepowitz.  The idea that there could be a single “best sexual position” for all individuals born in a particular month is already shockingly stupid, but it’s downright reasonable compared to the notion that ²/₃ of these pointless exercises in gymnastics could be the “best sexual position” for anyone with normal human anatomy; the whole thing reeks of the amateur obsession with trivia and stupid bed tricks which takes the place of honest communication, individual exploration, and making the effort to learn what one’s partner actually wants.