The Seasoned Citizen

Respect, a Lost Art

Why is the world so fascinated by the sex lives of others? I’ve just read a review of a new book dealing with the relationship between Eleanor Roosevelt and reporter Lorena Hickok. So what?  Shouldn’t these two people be afforded the privilege of privacy…especially since both have been dead for many years?

True love is an intimacy between only those involved. Had this book been touted for the accomplishments achieved by two remarkable women who happened to be lovers, that’s fine. But the first line of the review states it is “a re-creation of the love affair…” Again, I say, so what? Had theirs been a heterosexual relationship, would anyone be interested? 

Real love can be experienced in many different ways and on many different levels. How come we don’t read too many books about FDR’s affairs? Why was it OK for John Kennedy and Bill Clinton to indulge in many heterosexual trysts? As a country we even exonerated Mr. Clinton and brushed his behavior off as “normal male antics.” This is because it was heterosexual and not exciting enough for the masses. Would we have forgiven him as easily if one or more of his lovers had been male?

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Are we all peeping toms trying to live our own fantasies through others? Isn’t it time we started accepting our fellow human beings as human and respect their choices as to what’s right for them, without comparison or criticism? Let’s stop looking “under the covers” and “behind closed doors” and see people for who they are, not for whom they choose.

Eleanor Roosevelt was a brilliant stateswoman who encouraged her husband in many of his important legislations. She was really the face of the United States to the world.  Personally, I am very happy she was able to find her one true soulmate. 

If this new book will advance the acceptance of same-sex unions, I’m all for it. But if it’s there only to titillate and sell itself, forget it, because we are more than just our romantic choices. Throughout history there have been heroes and heroines of many proclivities, defined not by who their partners were, but by what they have contributed to the growth and advancement of society and humanity.

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