by Wendy Strgar September 30, 2016
Seems like every time I turn around this week, I have been hearing the word “easy”… from my phone which continues to light up with texts from old friends I haven’t heard from in years, “LOL, saw you on easy…”, to the shipping guy at UPS- who suddenly recognizes our name on the boxes, “No way, I just saw this good clean lube … on Easy right?” Turns out, that we did in fact get this dream product placement on the premier episode of EASY, the newly launched Netflix series. A show that combines intelligence and humor while examining the convergence of technology and intimate relationships. Almost fulfilling our voyeuristic urges, we get brief glimpses into the sexual lives of a diverse collection of Chicago characters as they work to resolve the tensions arising from the modern maze of love, sex and technology.
In the first episode, our fabulous organic lube shows up in the bedside table of a couple who is trying to work through the classic dilemma of the loss of sexual desire that is so often associated with long term relationships. Their obstacles to good sex have a universal ring- power struggles, reversals of gender roles, unpredictable kids’ needs and the garden variety of symptoms that stem from sexual dysfunction including difficulty maintaining erection and vaginal dryness…. Yet, heroically the wife persists. Even going so far as to make her own private Halloween fantasy party with her man, who we see slowly warming up to her efforts.
Although the lube comes in handy for her masturbatory needs, it never makes it into the disappointingly short interlude they manage to pull off before the credits roll. It was painful to watch his short lived climax, penetrating from behind with no foreplay. No time to slow things down and enjoy each other. To get naked together, to pull out the love oil and glide over each other’s curves, to inhale the scent of the other and wait for the tension to build. Maybe had they seen our latest Good Clean Love piece, Why You Should Join The Slow Sex Movement, they could have known the importance of slowing things down to achieve equal pleasure. And while you find that kind of hungry, hot sex in other EASY episodes, I wish that it could be shown as possible for the family types, especially on a show called EASY.
Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing but admiration for the tenacity of this woman to rekindle the sexy in her marriage as well as compassion for her husband who can’t quite get there, but I found myself talking out loud to the screen, wishing they had read the Love Oil how to… or better, that they could have given themselves permission to have a real conversation about what they both wanted and needed sexually. Instead, marriage is again portrayed in painful rejections, the isolation of not connecting, the disruptive cell phone, and the easy access to porn, making the road to finding one another all the rockier.
This is precisely the powerful pull of EASY, no matter which episode you watch, the ease of our technology is always more complicated than anticipated when it layers over our heart and leads us into the bedroom. EASY shows us the conversations we aren’t having about the kinds of sex that we are and aren’t having. And similar to life, EASY doesn’t work to resolve the tension between the pace of intimacy and the modern technology that rushes it. Instead it invites us to dive deep into the sexual tension between being coupled or single, and how and where we want to live – in the small and intimate connections or within the allure of endless options. Maybe there is space for both, but from the show we know, it probably won’t be easy.
by Wendy Strgar October 25, 2018
“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” –Antoine de Saint-Exupery
We believe we are making it better by shielding ourselves from our own pain. This is a fool’s errand, for the pain we refuse to feel and acknowledge doesn’t dissipate from our lacking attention, but rather collects in our heart center with a weightiness that we often cannot name or discern. So fearful are we, of the potential of a broken heart, that we inadvertently refuse to open our hearts at all.
by Wendy Strgar September 13, 2018