Random Thought – On Clubbing
Every time I go to the club, I can’t help but notice how little contemporary mating rituals vary from those we see in the wild. The male of the species presenting the female with some kind of offering to get her attention (drinks). The female of the species presenting her derriere for inspection (grinding). The elaborate peacocking in the way we dress and what we choose to emphasise. We really are all just a bunch of horny bonobos.