Female Viagra…

One of my California colleagues (thanks, Dave) sent me on an article entitled,  The glorious myth of “female Viagra”.

The article was written by columnist Mark Moford out of San Francisco and entertained the discussion of a drug that would enhance women’s libido. According to the article the FDA was not impressed with the drug’s effectiveness in stimulating immediate sexual arousal or with the claim that it improves overall sensual awareness.

Moford’s article is most interesting because it focuses on the difference between not only the proposed effect of a so-called female viagra, but also the difficulty in capturing the seeming magic that creates the female libido.

Even better is Moford’s analysis of the folly and potential danger in Viagra for women:

This fine attempt means it won’t be long until more drugs come down the pike, aiming to capture that elusive gold ring called “female sex drive.” I’m actually sort of looking forward to the efforts; something really interesting is bound to emerge, something weird and wonderful, revealing and troubling, all at once.

It’s a strange and fascinating game, this hunt. On the one hand, it’s widely believed that female libido issues are at least partially clinical, medical, chemical, a genuinely treatable condition, something a synthetic drug can assist in at least partially rekindling. On the other hand… well, the other hand is where it gets really interesting. Everyone knows male Viagra is all about simple mechanics, a brilliant plumbing fix, and nothing more. The miraculous blue pill actually does zilch for male sex drive, nothing to “turn you on,” nothing to make sex any hotter or kinkier or orgasmically mindblowing, nothing to help generate a mad lust to be gang-licked by 10,000 nubile callipygian wood nymphs while driving a Bugatti Veyron at 250 mph straight into the sun. For men, that sort of physical lust is automatic, a priori, woven in to our very bones.

The female version is an entirely different divine pink mystery-soaked wildebeest altogether. The female sexual response is gorgeously, notoriously, infuriatingly hardwired into more than a few unfathomable cosmic wavelengths, along with a whole army of wobbly expectations, cultural proscriptions, maternal drives, menopausal shifts, depressions, ecstasies, bored housewiferies, psychological contradictions — not to mention nearly 2,000 years of male-dominated culture not having a f–ing clue what the clitoris is actually for, combined with a near total medical ignorance (until recently) of intricate female plumbing.

In short, female sexuality is the same as it’s ever been: a divine, inscrutable kaleidoscope wrapped in a mystery shaped like a yonic enigma. Parsing it in any reliable way has been one of humanity’s greatest challenges, joys, follies, wine-soaked laughter-filled experiments.

My humble male prediction: It will continue to be this way for… well, just about forever. Like poetry, art, the Great Pyramids and avocadoes, it is simply not meant to be unraveled. Put another way, if we ever do fully unravel it, it means the time-space continuum has come undone, consciousness has finally shifted, and we are ready for the next leap. Understand female sexuality, you understand God. Or at least, you understand how She dances.”

Hmmm...capturing the female sex driveunderstanding female sexuality…channeling the female libido...that has gotta’ be some pill. I am going to have to go with Moford on this onenot likely to happen with a pill…now – wine, chocolates, nice gifts, loving attention, and a cute pool boy – well…maybe. ;-)

Day three hundred and sixty of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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One Response to Female Viagra…

  1. Midwest chica says:

    Amen for Mark Moford! We don’t need a frigging pill- we need men who give a damn and put some effort into bedding us! I want to be COURTED and seduced, and I don’t mean cheap wine and a burger.

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