I previously wrote about Mary Roach’s first book, Stiff, the Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Her second book, Bonk, the Curious Couple of Science and Sex is much better. Perhaps that’s because I’d rather read about sex than dead bodies, and if that’s the case so be it. She was less digressive in this book as she reviews the work of Masters and Johnson, Kinsey, etc., but what is better than reading those peoples’ original work is that she is interested in who they are as humans. She is very clever in her approach, and is quite open about when she submits herself as a subject to some research efforts. She even gets her husband to go along with having sex while they are having an ultrasound. He should probably be a member of this club. I thought one of her more clever lines had to do with the term, “I’m dating myself,” which we use when referring to an old song, or some other more distant event. She now understands the term as a euphemism for masturbation. As a psychiatrist, I love that.
WC Don
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