It isn’t true. Men do not think of sex every 7 seconds. Science did crush that medical myth. It’s only 19 times a day . So most men give it a thought one or two times every waking hour. Not bad either.
We seem to resemble our nephews and nieces of the Bonobo species. That remote family in the trees South of the Congo river apparently does live according to the Hippie philosophy of ” make love, not war“. All day long sex, every where and mating with everyone. We, their human relatives, unfortunately do make war often. But the reflections of our close relationship with them can be seen in our sexual habits all over the world, including Indonesia. It’s self evident; we humans differ from them only a futile 1.3%.
Indonesians are no exception.
In spite of the country’s prudish image horny people from all parts of the country and even from all continents flock in the Sodoms and Gomorrahs Batam, Puncak, Surabaya and Bali to bring offerings to the Goddesses of Love. And many MP’s and ministers are Bonobo’s too.
In the relatively recent past interested people could watch videos of a PDI-P member of parliament and his secretary who were passionately not doing their regular job. And six years ago there was a videotaped close encounter of a Golkar MP and a singer. Actually a large number of Alpha men, say for instance ministers, often practice what they 19 times a day think. Whether in or out of wedlock. Strong rumours have it the excellencies of Defense, of Coordinating People’s Welfare, of Public Housing, of Transportation and the minister of Mineral Resources at one time couldn’t stand the temptation of extramarital lovemaking. All of them allegedly added a mistress ( or even several mistresses) to their marriage. Not to mention the peculiar but very pious men who redefine the boundaries of marriage and claim polygamy to be their sacred justification for creating room for their lewdness.
Most Indonesians, like the rest of the world population, love to make love. We all are Bonobo’s in the darkest crypts of our thoughts. Which – taking into account all these examples- seems also to be quite common in the unexpected libertine part of Indonesian society. Except of course when your name is Ariel and you’re not beyond the law.
Actually there is a lot of law to prohibit Bonobo behaviour for ordinary people. The moralizing segment of the population tries it’s utmost to curb their fellow citizens’ sexual enthusiasm. By law, by bylaws and social codes. I guess that part represents the 1.3% difference from our family in the Congo jungle.
These puritans want to reign in our wild and sinful Bonobo libodo. These usually pious moralists put quite an effort in squeezing passionate urges of grown up people between the strict boundaries of abstinence and exclusive intra-marital procreation. This year the President on top of the anti-pronography law even launched a special anti-pornography task force. The comical twist is that it’s Agung Laksono who is in charge to keep men and women focussed. Yes, right, Agung is a remarkable choice indeed. He is the very minister coordinating people’s welfare who according to persistent gossip has been himself enjoying the extra marital attention of Sovie Djasmin .
No doubt moralists strongly condemn our inner Bonobo. MUI Padang’s head Duski Samad for instance. I think he and the Padang Legislative Council (DPRD) recently discovered a substantial overdose of sins of the flesh in the region. I guess they mistakenly take Mingkabau-Bonobos for a sly Western immorality invasion. They fear adultery and prostitution in the region will soon pass all bounds. Though no figures have presented to substantiate their fears, there was this irresistible reflex of disgust. Accordingly they immediately took tough action. In their opinion a strong firewall is of utmost importance and should be installed right away. So a bylaw has been announced which will authorize Satpol to arrest, sanction and rehabilitate adulterers and other perpetrators violating public decency.
Sinners beware. Fornicating MPs and ministers in Jakarta avoid Padang. Indonesians get rid of your inner Bonobos. Victory is starting from West Sumatra’s capital.