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Caught In The Act: Now What?
One of the goals of National Masturbation Month, now moving towards its thundering climax, is to remove the stigma and shame associated with the act itself. Who among us hasn't at one time or another felt like poor Ricky, trying to save face after being discovered in the most intimate of intimate moments. How humiliating! (We think. The kid's got a pretty good poker face, actually.) On the other hand, no one among us can possibly know how Ricky feels after hearing his mother's reaction, because no mother on Earth has ever given this speech. Despite how it looks, this is not the set up for the latest sequel to Taboo, but it is actually someone's sick idea of the proper response to walking into your kid's room without knocking. The more appropriate—and more likely—technique is to run from the room horrified and never speak of it again, as Pheobe Cates wisely demonstrates in the only reason anyone remembers "Fast Times at Ridgemont High." After all, if masturbation stopped being dirty and forbidden, what would be the fun of it? More » -
