Guess who wrote this:
In our culture, sex has lost its sacred quality. If I were mayor or president, I think I would institute some rules for the good of the American Marriage, a prohibition or two — no touching allowed until Tuesday — because longing springs from distance. It is ironic but also absolutely understandable that proximity can kill sex faster than fainting.
You might guess as I suppose many people do, that this is something from the pen of a conservative man. It's not. It's from a woman of the sort I wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. I'm sure that this essay is going around the 'sphere. Try to read it with your mouth closed. Then when you're finished, imagine that this woman were actually mayor or president and could institute such rules.
I've known a couple neurotic women and well, actually I've known several. Scary.