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May 24, 2010 | by  | in Opinion |
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Polyamory

Polyamory—n. participation in multiple and simultaneous loving or sexual relationships.

Oh, that sounds pretty cool. I went to a study group thing about this the other night—it was like doing bible study all over again, but about queer stuff. It sounded really neat. I have to admit I have been feeling kinda polyamorous as of late as well, so I guess that’s what’s inspiring me to even write this (and the fact it’s the only thing I could think of in the last hour before this is due…).

There are a few sweet things about polyamory: it’s a lot less pressure on a person to be the provider of everything their partner needs emotionally and physically, et cetera. I dunno about you, but makes sense to me. Also, it turns out that it’s not uncommon for creatures of the animal kingdom to be polyamorous—just ask David Attenborough, he showed us birds who like to get around. When it comes to raising kids, there is more of a community raising them, rather than this silly two parents business we have going on right now. This community-raising-kids-thing isn’t a new idea either, other communities have been doing that for aaaaages.

You might be thinking: “OMG! Those poor kids, they must be so unbalanced in their views, what with their mother and father and their girlfriend, they are going to be SOOO messed up as adults.”

Umm, yeah, nah. They’ll probably be a bit more open about different ideas, and just won’t be as likely to get that heteronormative society thing.

I have a couple of friends in polyamorous relationships—this is awesome, they are awesome. It works awesomely. But as much as I would like to be in one of these kinds of relationships with people, I would end up with a huge problem. Something relating to my insecurities and feeling extremely jealous and suspicious of everything they do. Perhaps I can change this? Perhaps I should stick to boring old monogamy? At the very least, I should go on more dates. Hey everyone, go on dates with me! It’d be heaps of fun—we can split the bill and treat each other like individuals and maybe end up in the sack. Cool plan eh?

DISCLAIMER: This column is not actually a personal ad. People should ignore the call for date friends… unless they think Stephen’s real cute.

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