the nytimes featured an article on Sex and the College Newspaper today. at first i thought, “hrmph, i wish i could have written that column for my college newspaper.” then i got to thinking, what in the hell do a bunch of 20 year olds really know about sex?

but then i thought that maybe i’m just trying to compare 20 years olds of 2002 to the 20 year olds of 1992– which probably isn’t fair.

but then i read the entire story and i still don’t think things have changed all that much. i think it’s a silly ploy by the newspapers to be racy and hip. somehow i don’t think the 20 year olds are having any more or less sex than most of the 20 years olds i knew when i was that age.

i was reading some of the excerpts they had taken from some of the campus sex columns and i must admit i was more than a little shocked.

perhaps this is just a clear case of my old-fogyism, but my god bondage at 20? i guess i was too busy worrying about my media law final to think about how i was gonna get it on.

plus they were also talking about how the young 20 somethings who were juniors and sophmores in college were worried about not finding their one true love and how the men their age were afraid of committment and all i coould think was MY GOD YOU ARE 20!

they should all be running and screaming from any serious commitment at that age.

i just don’t think the whole sex in the city theme can work for that 20something age range like it does for the 30something. but then again, i’m not the audience for a college sex column am i?

anyway, at the end of the story, the reporter asked the yale sex columnist if she’d ever had sex and the columnist said she couldn’t answer that.

ha! virgin, i thought.