CEDTalks

"Sooooo...when are we going to hang out?" (Ed. Note: Don't ask a girl, "When are we going to hang out?" What is this, Glee? Be a man and ask her to go out! Ced P ) Screening through Facebook last night, I found an interesting quandary posted by a high school friend of mine. In speaking with an associate of the opposite gender, she was questioned on when they could spend time together; from his tone (or smiley faces, if sent through text) she gathered he had intimate intentions. She of course possessed no interest in this man and in her account never gave off the impression that she did. Curious about how she should handle this situation, she took to the (Face) book and asked her friends how she should tell this unknowing gentleman it "ain't going down". Based on what offer on the table, it may not be best to go on that "harmless" date. Female readers, I'm sure many of you experience this situation in some form or fa...

Twerking .  With its recent explosion to mainstream media, just the mere mention of the word causes a multitude of opinions and emotions. It has become a pastime of sorts; women can now do the dance for leisure, recognition, or even income. Their public displays are an enigma; they can simultaneously  be enthralling yet demeaning and embarrassing; though the dance can be considered in many ways classless, it is also incredibly erotic and very hard to ignore.  This sight causes more hypocrisy in men the political office. I commonly find myself torn on how I feel about twerking.  From an early age, my elders taught me not only to treat a lady with respect and act chivalrous, but seek women who acted with class themselves. Despite this, it would be deceitful to state that watching a woman (especially a nice-bodied woman) gyrate is not arousing. Men love this ability for a woman to express her sexuality to almost degrading levels; we just desire that in re...