I was talking to a man at work. He knew I was a gay/lesbian/bisexual advocate. He told me the story of a girlfriend of his whose son "came out" of the closet to her. He explained, convincing me how enlightened he is, that he tried to calm her by saying "It's just sex." The idea was that sex isn't very important. I hear that idea all the time. "There's too much emphasis on sex." people at work say. Too many advertisements, too many pictures, too many articles, too many shows. Our youngsters are deluged with too much sex. Otherwise, I'm sure they would not be interested in sex. Right. But I see it another way. To me, everything is based on sex. When I drive down the street in my neighborhood and see the houses and driveways, I believe that my neighborhood is organized based on sex. Those people living in those houses together are there because of sex. Because they are having sex. Or because they are the result of that sex. Some of them are probably not having sex, perhaps haven't done it for years. But sex is so strong they are still living in that house together because they once had sex with each other. I see that who is in the cars together is based on sex. I am in the car with my daughter, my mother, my husband, my son. We are related by sex. The people going into the car lot are connected by sex. Their groupings are arranged by who is having or had sex with whom. Same with the grocery store. At the picnic, the attendees, the invitees are related by sex. Sometimes I even see sex as the cause of skyscrapers, fantastic bridges, universities. The men who build these things, conceive these things, design these things, and I believe they are, or more correctly were mostly men, are increasing their status and economic power in order to obtain the best mate possible. I believe sex motivates most everything. Am I jaded or sex-crazed? Or does most of the world just fail to see the basis of sex in the organization of the world? How could there possibly be "too much emphasis" on sex?