<p>But the whole point is that, in many ways, what’s wrong with it is how un-risky it is. We oldsters more or less keep saying, “You can’t separate sex from emotions, or at least young women can’t. If you keep doing this it’s going to end in tears.” (OK, we don’t say exactly that, but I think it’s a fair summary of what many of us believe. And it’s a fair summary of what I said to my kids a few hundred times.)</p>
<p>The hook-up culture counter-argument, which in our generation was Erica Jong’s “zipless [you-know-what],” and in the generation in between us and our kids was Liz Phair’s “[Same word] and Run,” is that what hurts is the emotions, not the sex, and that if you can separate emotions from sex everybody has fun and nobody gets hurt. Everybody enjoys the wonderful equipment God gave them, with its amazing wiring, at the time it functions best, and no one deals with jealousy, recrimination, walks-of-shame, possessiveness, anger, debt, expectations, disappointment, abandonment, where you are going to work and vacation, who likes whose friends, or what anyone’s mother wants. (I will insert here that in my world as a student “walk of shame” was almost entirely ironic. It was more often “strut of pride,” except for those occasions when there really WAS something to be ashamed of, like obvious cheating on what was supposed to be a committed relationship, or sleeping with someone you had been pretending to hate. That’s not to say shame didn’t exist, but it tended to be entirely internal, not socially imposed.)</p>
<p>I’m skeptical – and so, ultimately, was Erica Jong, and Phair was moaning “I want a boyfriend” by the middle eight – but I understand the argument and its attractiveness. The real problem is by attempting to eliminate emotional risk from their sex lives, kids wind up with an awful kind of safe sex, in which something potentially really meaningful (and for that reason really emotionally risky) is rendered officially meaningless. And that winds up being less fun that it sounded initially, less like being wild and free and more like going to the bathroom in an over-complicated way. </p>
<p>And, of course, those pesky emotions keep slipping in anyway. So it can only end in tears. And the shame isn’t that you have devalued yourself; the shame is that you can’t stop caring.</p>