Sunday 04/16/23:  Everything changed this morning.

This post was first conceived many months ago.  This song —

— by Sam Smith, that came out in 2019, was still getting lots of airplay.  I was concerned that it expresses presumptions about friendships, relationships and sexuality — that I just can’t relate to.  Was I wrong?

I anticipated an in-depth post that would ask questions like these:

• What’s so bad about being “alone tonight?”
• If you dance with a stranger at a bar or club, does that mean the two of you will share a bed that night?
• Does one dance, say, at a party, specifically in search of a sexual encounter?
• Does one attend a party specifically in search of a sexual encounter?
• Is that why outfits like this one used to be called “party dresses?”  (They ceased to be called that immediately following the Brett Kavanaugh confirmation hearings; for reason that the MeToo movement had really put a freeze on straight sex.)

Is this a party dress?

But, then, my view of Sam Smith changed.  First came “Unholy,” wherein — I sure don’t get this. — he condemns a married man who visited a brothel.  Like, whose business is that?

Then came this, this morning.

I’m no longer going to pay any attention to anything this man does.