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Sex for Peace!

Make love, not war!

How often have you heard people mouth platitudes about world peace?

There's the beauty pageant contestant offering to use her celebrity status to secure world peace if she wins (although admittedly, Stephen Colbert has found out a link between beauty pageants and middle-east peace).

Seriously, though, do you really want world peace?
Did you say yes?

Well then, that's easy- just have more sex!
Scientific observation has revealed that social interactions among bonobos are far less hostile than among common chimps. This is not to say that bonobos never fight; they just do so a lot less. Unlike common chimps (and humans, of course), bonobos have never been observed deliberately killing members of their own species. Among bonobos observed both in the wild and in captivity, sex and mutual pleasure are keys to keeping the peace, reinforcing social relations based upon the give and take of sensual, erotic pleasure rather than on pain and force and fear.
Apparently, all that hot sex just cools ‘em out.
Apparently what we need for world peace is the same thing that we need for a little peace of mind- sexual healing (lyrics).

Listen up people. We all know how well make-up sex works after a fight, dont' we?

Well, just switch to having sex before a fight- and you might just decide not to fight after all!

[Originally posted on my personal blog at muralikd.blogspot.com, October 23, 2006]

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