The truth is…
Netflix is ruining my sex life
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And then there is Amazon Prime. In addition to all the series, there is simply not enough time for eroticism, our author thinks.
by Viola Kaiser
The Wall Street Journal recently asked, “Is streaming responsible for America’s falling birth rate?” I think that’s very justified. According to current studies, 36 percent of those questioned between 18 and 38 admitted that in the past six months they had preferred to watch others on the screen instead of fooling around in the sheets themselves.
But regardless of disreputable figures: Fortunately, I already have children myself. I don’t know if they would have ever arisen if I had one before they were conceived Netflix-Abo would have owned. Every time I have made up my mind that it is now real time for the next sex session, at least something streaming-like comes between me. In the last few weeks it wasn’t even Netflix or Amazon Prime: just one person. Her name is Jon Snow. As a junkie, I got myself a Sky Ticket for Game of Thrones.
I am a victim
Do I actually sound addicted? I am too. I love binge watching, I love all of them, the series that you can’t stop on. From “Russian Doll” to “Lucifer” to “Brooklyn Nine-Nine”, “Modern Family” and “Sex Education”. If I start once, I can’t stop, I have to watch the next episode until the season is over. “We can still manage one, it’s not that late yet” is probably the sentence that I have said the most in recent years. I know exactly what I’m doing. I know studies of what binge viewing does to my brain (nothing good!). Even decades ago, I wrote a thesis at the university on the subject of “cliffhangers”. I am an expert when it comes to keeping people in front of the screen. At the same time, I am the best victim.
What does all of this have to do with my sex life? Very much. After all, it’s easier to pick up the remote than its best. Not because I would much rather do that one thing, but because I can be a lot more passive while watching than I want to be during sex. And, no, my husband is not totally overweight and gross, he is really attractive, and I generally like him and sex a lot too. No problem! But then there is all this tiredness. I am always tired. TV is barely possible. I can do that.
Crackle? Also available on Netflix!
Let’s put it this way: Even on the days when I’m completely over from all the work, housework, childcare and tax returns that are long overdue, I can still manage 30 minutes of series.
Incidentally, having sex while watching a series is not an option: then I’ll miss the whole plot. Whereby: You could rewind ?!
However, I don’t always just watch TV, that impression would be a bit wrong now. I like to read. For example this newspaper article mentioned above, from which I learned a lot. For example, that there is a Netflix series called “Fireplaces for your home”. Including an episode that would not only advance our sex life because I don’t have to watch out for it. But also because it has what may be missing in our household due to the excessive series consumption: a crackle.
I’ll try that out tonight. Sequel follows…