Xref: utzoo sci.bio:3375 sci.med:18922 sci.psychology:3096 soc.motss:33352 Path: utzoo!utgpu!news-server.csri.toronto.edu!rutgers!mephisto!mcnc!gladys!david From: david@gladys.UUCP (David Dalton) Newsgroups: sci.bio,sci.med,sci.psychology,soc.motss Subject: Re: The persistance of homosexuality in a gene pool Message-ID: <2888@gladys.UUCP> Date: 31 Jul 90 11:19:17 GMT References: <32214@cup.portal.com> <1619@oravax.UUCP> <8250@pitt.UUCP> <1990Jul31.012219.3299@ariel.unm.edu> Organization: Humanities Forum III, Winston-Salem, NC Lines: 49 >In article <8250@pitt.UUCP> rozin@speedy.cs.pitt.edu.UUCP (Roman Rozin) writes: >Since Kinsey (sp) said, >as I remember the numbers, that most people are bisexual then most >folks would "key in" on both "sets" of pheromones. Which one >attracted them the most would be the one that would "control" their >sexual orientation. For AGES I have been looking for a study on pheromones and sexual orientation, but so far I haven't found anything. It would appear to be a really fruitful area for study. For example, we know that people who lose their sense of smell (nasal polyps, brain problems, etc.) often lose interest in sex. But mainly the idea intrigues me because of one of my earliest memories. I was about five years old. Our neighbors' washing machine had broken down, and they were doing laundry in our basement. I remember being in the basement alone and seeing their laundry, neatly sorted, in piles on the floor. There were two teen-age daughters and one teen-age son in the household. I didn't have the slightest curiosity about the girls' clothing, but I was very curious about the boy's. I picked up his jeans and sniffed them very thoroughly, and I found it very exciting in a way that I did not at all understand. I believe that, long before I understood sex and sexuality, this experience showed that I was already thoroughly oriented toward males, and that scent is an important cue. These sorts of things happen on a very low level, mostly beneath consciousness, but I have tried to make myself as aware as possible of my reactions to other people's scents. If someone I like walks by, I often time my breathing to take in their scent. If someone I don't like, or who I find repulsive in some way, walks by, I often hold my breath so I won't have to smell them. If I like a woman, I do enjoy her scent, but I don't find it erotically stimulating. I've been helplessly in love with a co-worker for five years. He's been dealing with a lot of stuff, but he's getting there. (Remember this one, Jess?) I think that the smell of him in close quarters is more tantalizing to me than the sight of him. And, to make things really difficult, he's in my house a lot these days, and he does his laundry here every week. I can't tell you what it does to me to come in and find his tennis things in the laundry room, waiting for him to come back and finish up. Or, when he house-sits for me, to come home to the scent of him in my bed. Or hot and sweaty, moving a bookcase. Or arriving after a long bicycle ride. What sweet torture... -- David Dalton pacbell!gladys!david mcnc!gladys!david