Title: Sex Without Guilt
Author: Albert Ellis, Ph.D.
Cover artist: photo
Yours for: $9
Best things about this cover:
- I don't know ... she looks pretty guilty.
- I'm not sure Kinsey was going for "Daring"—he was a scientist, not a soft-porn novelist
- So Dr. Ellis is just mining his patients' sexual problems for our titillation? This is a great example of how Kinsey provided publishers with a new avenue into the sale of sex—"don't worry: it's science! The boner you're experiencing in reading about it is totally normal."
Best things about this back cover:
- "Frankness!"
- Oooh, she shows a little more back back here.
- "Case histories" = Penthouse letters
- Something about the phrase "preparing youngsters for sexual happiness" doesn't quite sound right.
- "Sex Fascism!" You mean my need to be dominated by a woman dressed as Mussolini is normal!? Freedom!
Page 123~
Two months after she first came for therapy, she was not only having intense climaxes most of the time she had intercourse, but was also having three or four terrific climaxes a night—while her husband, quite amazed, could not keep up with her, and had to resort to extracoital methods of satisfying her on most occasions.
I'm all for "extracoital methods," though I highly suggest you never ever call them that, especially in the heat of the moment. "OK, honey, which extracoital method would you like to use tonight? ... honey? ... honey, where are you going?"
~RP
8 comments:
Yeah right Albert Ellis PhD! "Dr X" and his friend...
Before I scrolled down below the cover to your comments, my first thought was exactly the same as yours, word for word.
There really was a Dr. Albert Ellis, very influential on psychotherapy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_Ellis_(psychologist)
When did Taboo get verbalized? "Frankness on a taboo subject" isn't sufficient?
But sex with guilt is so much better.
Agreed, after reading about sexual athetes and wife swapping, "Preparing youngsters for sexual happiness" doesn't seem like a logical selling point.
"Two months after she first came for therapy, she was not only having intense climaxes most of the time she had intercourse, but was also having three or four terrific climaxes a night—while her husband, quite amazed, could not keep up with her".
Ah, now we know who it was the "sexual athlete" met, when 'he finally met his match'.
Nobody here thinks that the authors are responsible for the packaging, do they?
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