I hope that you guys have enough anecdotal culture to realize that this quote from "Romeo and Juliet" does NOT translate into modern English as "WHERE are you Romeo ?", but as... "WHY are you Romeo ?"
Something to throw out at the cocktail parties you DON'T have the time to go to, right ?
Last week, in the course of my peregrinations, I met a miniature Doberman named "Romeo". He was initially very very hostile to me, growling suspiciously as I extended my hand for him to sniff (he smelled another dog on me, and a dog he doesn't like, to boot).
But... after about five minutes of my patient, winning seduction, Romeo was all over me. We just couldn't get enough of each other. We were madly in love with each other. He was a provocative little snippet too, just like me.
And I said to his "owner", "I bet he's a little Leo", and SURE ENOUGH, you wouldn't believe it, Romeo was another sun sign.
It was an amazing encounter. I hope I get to see the little guy again...
This little chance encounter got me to thinking about... SEX in our culture.
What a really wishy washy culture we are. You know, like the ABSOLUTE WORST we can imagine in terms of perversion these days is... pedophilia, which when you get down to it, is really rather mild as sexual perversions go. (Yeah, remember that I'm a medical examiner's daughter. Daddy used to come home with those stories about people suffocating at climax due to the plastic bags they stuck over their heads...)
Do we really think that... BESTIALITY no longer exists ? Or... what about necrophilia ?
Have they magically disappeared because WE don't think about them any more ???
Remember Pasiphaë and the bull that she "enjoyed" ?
We are really a prissy culture. Not too much sexual imagination.
(Romeo was a little... small for me by the way...)