Love and Sex in the 1940’s

heresWe might not think
of the 1940’s
as the sexiest decade
in American history —

— and considering
how many difficult
and downright horrible things
were going on at that time ,
(i.e.. World War II),bacallyank

maybe we’d have a point…

But there was definitely a sexy vibe
evident in society during the war —

— a sense of ‘Carpe Diem’ if you will  —

There were millions of
lonely Servicemen,
all thinking that they
could get killed or maimed
at any moment,halperinstarsstripes

and if they didn’t
get some now,
well,
they might never
get it at all,

and of course,blackout
there were millions
of lonely women,
all thinking that there
just had to be some way
to fill the long, lonely
hours with fun and joy.

A recipe for a little casual coitus?
Ya think?

You can see it in the postcard humor,
and cartoons of the time.

You can see it on
civilian magazine covers,
and the pin up calendars
of the period.

You can even see it in
military publications like:

“Yank” ,
“Our Navy”
and “Stars and Stripes”.

It was painted on
the side of airplanes —
fighters,
bombers,
transport planes —

Even on tanks, boats,
and artillery pieces.
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Today it’s collectively called ‘nose art’ –
then,
it was just ‘a morale booster’.

Even the enemy used it,
to try to convince our
guys to surrender.

Sex was everywhere.

I’m sure the moralizers
of the day had a field day with it.japsurr

The decline of civilized
righteousness and all that….

To me,
as a veteran myself,
it makes perfect sense.

I see nothing wrong
or even unusual in people
making a ‘love connection’
in times of peril —woods
( hell, any time is good )

a little:

happy humping ,
nonchalant nookie,
carefree coition,
insouciant intercourse,
leisurely lovemaking,
whirlwind whoopee,
off-hand ohhing and ahhing,
cursory coquetry,
lackadaisical liasons,
superficial spooning,
devil-may-care devotion,
promiscuous penetration,
free lance frivolity,camo
serendipitous seduction,
fortuitous fornication,
perfunctory perfuckery,
laid back laying,
occasional carnality,

— to cheer one up
wash away the blues —

to rejuvenate
or rehumanize one–

to reclaim one’s common humanity.

(— assuming you were wearing
a government issued raincoat
included in this deal, of course.)

HOY!

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