[humanser] Blind people and sexual prowess

[JD Townsend]

Hi All:

Does this mean that I'm not automatically a Olympic class sex performer by 
virtue of my blindness?

And, is there audio description for that video?


Actually the second question is somewhat serious.  Sexual aides are largely 
visual:  photos and videos.  These are easily available for the light 
dependent, but unavailable to the blind.  Frequently these aides play a role 
in men's, women's, & couple's sex lives.  Sexual materials are huge on the 
internet and many of the sites have little or no text, only being, I'm 
guessing, collections of photographs.  Sometimes it is awarkward to talk 
about, but blind people live without this stimulating material.  Are we 
deprived or sheltered?  What do you suggest for fantasy material for your 
blind clients?


JD Townsend, LCSW
Daytona Beach, Florida, Earth, Sol System
Helping the light dependent to see.

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Jonathan Alpert" <jna3434 at comcast.net>
To: "Human Services Mailing List" <humanser at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Monday, April 06, 2009 7:07 AM
Subject: Re: [humanser] Blind people and sexual prowess


> HI, I read this entire email.
> I had one comment than I read the second part and it made me forget the
> first part.
>
> The first part was very well written-said.
> I agree 100%
>
> The second part was a very interesting  story.
> I always wonder   about who's smile I didnt get to see on campous. What
> girl's eyes I didnt notice..
> I heard 3rd hand, that people saw me and wanted to chat, but didnt want to
> disturb  me as I was walking around campous. Not that I was popular in
> highschool at all, more of a loner, but since I graduated high school 12
> years ago (I feel old *laughs*) only 3 of my class mates said hi to me. 1
> girl in a restaurant came over and said hi. another girl was working the
> counter of an airport  and a  guy saw me in a mall and stopped me to say 
> hi.
>
> It's frustrating for the most part but writing to people of my peers, I
> guess everyone has  simular experiences.
>
> Thank you
> Jonathan
> p.s. Today is Redsox Opening Day in Boston and I am so excited!
>
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: humanser-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:humanser-bounces at nfbnet.org]On
> Behalf Of Carmella D Broome
> Sent: Saturday, April 04, 2009 10:20 AM
> To: Human Services Mailing List
> Subject: [humanser] Blind people and sexual prowess
>
>
> Well, they say perception is reality.  I think that there is a lot of
> romantic  mystery about blind people. Even though a lot of people respond 
> to
> us with discomfort or even fear, there are always  those folks who think 
> we
> have  more intuitive powers, the ability to go straight to knowing 
> someone's
> soul because we aren't distracted by physical appearances,  are incredibly
> into our senses of touch and more sensitive to  physical sensations, and 
> so
> on.   Maybe part of the idea is that blind people are  just waiting  for
> someone to  give us the opportunity to unlock our pent up sexual 
> energies.
> I have no idea.  I suppose there are much worse stereotypes.
>
> My hope would be that all of us,  when involved in a relationship,  would
> strive for communication and understanding and reciprocity. Anyone,  blind
> or sighted, should want to understand  and  strive to provide what matters
> to their  partner, sexually and otherwise.  All relationships are about
> growth, stretching ourselves, and learning how to   communicate love in a
> language the other can hear most clearly.  That means, speaking their love
> language and trying to  help them understand and speak ours. This
> sensitivity, respect,  and communication can lead to true intimacy on all
> levels. Obviously, being a good lover is not just  about  skill in bed.
> Chemistry is either present or just isn't and can be present at different
> levels.  Emotional closeness and comfort allows many people to feel more
> able to  be less inhibitted physically and  to explore and  seek to be 
> more
> and more compatible as a couple in all areas.  Certain skills can be
> learned, but it is so much more about figuring out what our partner enjoys
> and how they want to be loved physically and emotionally.
>
> Maybe writings like this will lead to much more active social lives for 
> some
> blind folks. Of course, with all those expectations floating around,
> there's bound to be some disappointment and  also bound to be some
> performance anxiety on the part of the blind person expected to be the
> world's most incredible lover.
>
> There have been movies that perpetuate these ideas. Some of them were
> mainstream and maybe some were, well, not so mainstream. Here is an 
> excerpt
> from Carmella's Quest  that explains my experience with a guy who seems to
> have had some of those   sexualized ideas about blind women.
>
> "Oh, this is my roommate, Carmella. Carmella, this is
> Jimmy."
>
> "Were you a cheerleader in high school?" he surprised me
> by asking.
>
> "A cheerleader?" I repeated skeptically. "No, I wasn't."
>
> "Would you consider being one here?"
>
> I would have been less surprised if he had asked if I'd ever
> thought about building a house on the moon. I knew my
> personality wasn't suited for cheerleading. I was too serious and
> introverted. But even if I had been the bubbly, energetic type, blind
> girls couldn't be cheerleaders, could they? I'd never heard of one.
> How on earth would someone who couldn't see learn the moves
> and coordination?
>
> "I've never thought of myself as the cheerleader type," I
> said.
>
> "Jimmy is a stunt guy with our cheerleaders now," Kelly
> explained.
>
> "Yeah," he said, "That's why I asked you. I bet you don't
> weigh one hundred pounds. You're the kind of girl that's easy to
> throw around and stuff."
>
> "Throw around," I said, not comfortable with his choice of
> words.
>
> "You know, for flips and stunts and stuff. You should think
> about it."
>
> "Actually, I do weigh more than a hundred pounds," I said,
> hoping my admission would curb his enthusiasm.
>
> "Not much more," he said confidently, getting up to leave.
> "You're tiny and your height is perfect. Five foot two, right? Think
> about it. See you around."
>
> I crossed paths with Jimmy several times during the next
> week. He always stopped to chat a minute. I wondered how many
> times I'd been around him and just hadn't known it. It was
> frustrating not to be able to visually identify the people I passed
> every day. This lack of knowledge meant I couldn't take the
> initiative to speak to someone who looked nice or interesting. It
> also meant I couldn't smile or catch the eye of someone looking at
> me if I wanted to encourage their interest. Nor could I observe
> people's interactions, posture, facial expressions, or mannerisms. I
> knew that missing out on these subtle but important clues put me at
> a disadvantage in social situations.
>
> One afternoon, Jimmy came into the post office as I was
> checking my mail.
>
> "You know, I started to call you last night." Jimmy said,
> changing the subject. A bunch of us were going off campus for
> dinner, and I was going to ask you to come with us, but I didn't
> have your extension."
>
> "7301," I told him, slipping an envelope out of my
> mailbox.
>
> "Thanks. Next time I'll call you."
>
> Walking back to my room, I couldn't help wondering why
> Jimmy would want to hang out with me. He couldn't really be
> thinking of asking me out, could he? I found the possibility
> intriguing but unlikely. I considered my opinion of myself to be
> pretty realistic, and I knew I wasn't the type of girl most jocks
> were attracted to anymore than I was the cheerleader type. Maybe I
> was stereotyping, but I just couldn't figure out why he would find
> a girl like me particularly interesting. I wondered if he would really
> call-and if I wanted him to. If he did, what would he say? More
> importantly, what would I say?
>
> He called later that evening.
>
> "I called because I felt bad about lying to you," he
> explained. "I didn't go out with a bunch of people last night. It was
> just me, and I wanted you to go."
>
> Did football players always use lines like that? Before I
> could come up with a reply, Jimmy spoke again.
>
>
> "Well, I really do want to get to know you better," he said.
> "Why don't we find an empty swing and talk for a little while?"
>
> Ten minutes later I was slipping my hand around Jimmy's
> massive elbow, and the search for an empty swing began. The first
> two were occupied by couples too intent on each other to notice us.
> As we made our way toward the third and final swing, I
> remembered what Scott always said to Tim and me when he saw
> us walking around together. "Remember, guys, if two people of the
> opposite sex are seen on any combination of swings more than
> three times, they're probably going to get married."
>
> Unbelievably, the last swing was empty.
>
> "You know," Jimmy said as we sat down, "I was really
> glad to see you in the cafeteria with Kelly the other day. I've seen
> you around campus all semester and wanted to talk to you, but I
> just was never sure what to say."
>
> That statement surprised me. Of all the words I would've
> used to describe him, "shy" certainly wouldn't have made the list.
>
> "I've been telling the guys on the team I wanted to get to
> know you," he went on. "A few years back I saw this movie. I
> don't remember the name of it, but there was this beautiful blind
> girl in it. I was just so fascinated by how she did things. Ever since
> then, I've wanted to get to know a girl like that. Who can't see, I
> mean. The guys don't believe me. They say it's just because you're
> cute." He draped an arm over the back of the swing, brushing the
> bare skin of my upper arm with his fingertips.
>
> "Tell me about the movie," I said, wanting to try to gauge
> what kind of fictitious image I would be compared to in this guy's
> mind.
>
> Jimmy proceeded to give me a rapt description of the girl in
> the movie. He talked about how beautiful she was: how she would
> run her fingers over objects and how she seemed so tuned in to her
> sense of touch. He also told me all about how her boyfriend would
> read to her and describe things to her, and put things in her hands,
> and on and on.
>
> Jimmy continued talking about the movie. "He wanted her
> to experience everything." Her world had been limited to what she
> could hear and touch. He wanted to explain things so she could get
> an idea of what they might look like, even though she'd never
> really seen color or shapes or anything. But then she helped him
> really pay attention to how things felt and to sounds and to
> intuition and stuff like that."
>
> "It's a gorgeous evening," Jimmy said, "There are so many
> stars out and fireflies, too. Can you see those?"
>
> "Sure, if they're in a jar or something where I can look at
> them up close, I can see them light up. That's about the closest I
> get to seeing starlight, I guess."
>
> "It's not the same," Jimmy said. "You need to get to see the
> stars. What about if you had a really good telescope?"
>
> "I don't know," I said.
>
> "Maybe I can figure something out," Jimmy said. "Maybe
> they have a telescope in the science department they would let us
> use. I'll ask my general science professor. He doesn't like me
> much because I sleep through his class all the time, but maybe if I
> tell him why I want to use it he'll realize I really am a decent guy."
>
> I imagined that's what the boyfriend in the movie would've
> said, minus the sleeping-through-class part.
>
> When we said good night in front of my dorm, Jimmy
> asked me if I were going to the play the school's drama department
> was presenting the following evening.
>
> "Sure," I said. "It's one of the more painless cultural
> events."
>
> "No kidding," Jimmy said. "I'd rather go to a play than one
> of those boring instrumental concerts or art galleries. I'll find you
> and we can sit together."
>
> "That's fine," I said. "See you tomorrow."
>
> I had a hard time refocusing on my psychology project. I
> wasn't sure how to respond to the evening's events. I still couldn't
> sort out Jimmy's motives. Did he really want to get to know me for
> me or because I was blind? I wasn't comfortable with the idea of
> simply being a means to satisfying his curiosity or of being an
> object of fascination because of preconceived notions. I still didn't
> have enough information to decide whether or not I wanted to
> continue our association, such as it was. "Maybe I'll be able to
> figure things out a little more after tomorrow night," I told myself.
>
> But Jimmy never showed up for the play we'd talked about. In
> fact, I didn't hear from him again for more than a week. I was
> annoyed by this lack of contact but couldn't quite decide whether I
> had a right to be. It seemed to me that someone who claimed to be
> so interested in getting to know me would have more to say, but
> maybe he'd changed his mind about that. He finally called late one
> evening. He asked me to have lunch with him the following
> afternoon.
>
> The meal was pleasant enough. Jimmy helped me get
> my tray, and we had a decent conversation. That was the last time I
> ever really talked to him. We had a couple more brief phone
> conversations during the next couple of weeks. After that, our
> contact was limited to short exchanges in passing, and often,
> according to my friends, he'd walk right by without speaking. I
> wondered why he'd decided not to have anything else to do with
> me. Maybe I hadn't responded eagerly enough to his show of
> interest. He was probably used to girls practically throwing
> themselves at him. Or perhaps a real blind girl wasn't as intriguing
> as the fictitious one that had fascinated him so much.
>
> "You know, I'm sure that blind girl was played by a sighted
> actress," I blurted out while having dinner in the cafeteria with Scott 
> one
> evening. "No one I've talked to about that movie has
> ever heard of it anyway."
>
> Scott sighed deeply. "Carmella, can I say something to you
> and be completely honest?"
>
> "Sure." Recognizing the seriousness of his tone, I put my
> fork down and waited.
>
> "This is probably going to be a little shocking for you,"
> Scott said carefully. "I don't want to ruin all the nice ideas you
> have about your former football player, but I've given this some
> thought."
>
> "He's not my former anything. What is it?"
>
> "Porn," he said.
>
> "Excuse me?"
>
> "Porn," he said again.
>
> "What do you mean?" I was genuinely confused.
>
> "The movie about the blind girl," Scott explained patiently.
> "I think it was probably porn."
>
> "You mean . . . you think . . ." I couldn't finish the
> sentence. As I thought about it, I realized how right Scott most
> likely was. It was true that I knew next to nothing about "that kind
> of stuff." Nothing remotely similar had crossed my mind. I'd just
> thought it was some film that was either really old or obscure, but
> Jimmy didn't seem like the type to be interested in classic or
> independent films-not the kind I was thinking of, anyway.
>
> "The movie . . . the guy wanted to show the blind girl
> things she'd never experienced before. She taught the guy more
> about the pleasure of touch. She was so beautiful."
>
> "Right," Scott said. I guessed he'd watched my expression
> change as I considered his hypothesis. "Beautiful and naked."
>
> "Gross," I finally said. "Well, it did sound like a lame
> plot."
>
> We ran the idea by Lynn the next day.
>
> "You think?" She paused for a long moment before
> agreeing. "I think Scott's right. That guy's a weirdo."
>
> Bryan, as usual, thought it was hilarious. We spent about
> half an hour one night coming up with possible titles for the movie,
> which I shared with Scott and Lynn. Tamer suggestions included,
> "Lust is Blind," "Breasts and Braille," "Sightless Seduction,"
> "Blinks in Bikinis," and "Canes and Concubines."
>
>
> Carmella Broome, Ed.S., LPC, LMFT/I
> Crossroads Counseling Center
> www.solutionsforlife.org
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