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"Czechoslovak sexologists started doing research on the female orgasm as early as 1952, and in 1961 they organized an entire conference to discuss barriers to women’s sexual pleasure.

Based on their expert opinions, women could not fully enjoy sex if they were economically dependent on men.

“Capitalist society was condemned mostly from the standpoint of women,” Lišková writes of the Czechoslovak sexologists.

“Even though the authors were men, they viewed and criticized capitalism from the disadvantaged and marginalized position of women.

These sexologists connected public and private discrimination with economic dependency.

In economically unequal societies, people, and especially women, could not seek spiritual companions as their life partners and suffered in unhappy marriages and from sexual double standards.…

I told him I liked Messi better

later on I relayed the conversation to my brother (his father)

my brother: hell no, I prefer Ronaldo

me: I just can't stand his personality, he's such a douche

my brother: (shocked) and you like Messi's personality?!?

me: if I have to chose between the douchey narcissistic guy and the awkward autistic guy, I pick the awkward autistic guy

my brother: of course not! the opposite!

it's the fact that Ronaldo knows that

I haven't read it but I saw the recent movie adaptation with Pierre Niney (2024)

"I'm very afraid that my child won't like me. I'm afraid he'll reject me. I'm afraid he'll grow up and look at me with indifference.

That he'll be born with some kind of disability and my life will become this, taking care of him in a world totally unprepared.

I'm afraid of losing myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep anymore, I'm afraid of taking a shower and always hearing a child screaming on the other side.

I'm terrified of the changes in my body too, of people no longer desiring me, of losing my libido.

I'm afraid he'll be a jerk. Everyone thinks they're going to raise the next Angela Davis, the next Paul Preciado, but…

Okay, what if he's a bore that nobody wants around?

I'm very afraid he won't like animals, I'm afraid he'll be cruel, I'm afraid that he'll be incapable of love, that he'll become a murderer, I don't know, a psychopath.

I'm very afraid of murderers getting close to him, of him suffering some kind of harassment, of him suffering humiliation, of him feeling bad about the world and being rejected.

I'm afraid he'll become a statistic. That I'll separate from Arthur and Arthur will date someone, and I'll start dating someone. Who will that person be?

I'm also afraid of trusting the wrong person, of not being there to help him.

I'm afraid of making a decision and regretting it. I'm afraid that one day I'll have a baby in my arms and I'll think: 'What have I done with my life?'

And I'll feel angry at my child for it. I'm very afraid of looking in the mirror and not recognizing myself."

but we get to watch supporters from both France and Senegal dance to this song in the stadium: