Originally published in The Atlantic in 1975.
Are sexologists dumb? I’ll admit that’s an impolite question—and I’ll also admit that a little of my skepticism of the sexological tribe stems from irrelevant literary fastidiousness. Sex researchers and commentators sooner or later “bring in” a poet or two to decorate or amplify their arguments, and depressingly often, they misquote what they’ve appropriated or otherwise deface it. (One recent volume includes the following remark: . . [we] realize that, in a paraphrase of John Donne, the unsatisfied metaneeds of any group within a community weaken that community and reduce the chances of all its members of reaching their full potential.” Of what in hell could these words be a paraphrase?)