Guest Post by Ratterporn, PhD
About seven years ago I stumbled upon a book review of A Round-Heeled Woman by one Jane Juska. I was immediately intrigued! Juska is a retired high school English teacher living in Berkeley, California and was sixty-seven years old. After a failed marriage and a relatively sexless life she decided she was fed up and craving cock. Being a little too old for single’s bars and a bit overweight and shopworn, also a literary snob, she posted a personal ad in the back pages of the “New York Review of Books.”
The ad basically said that Juska was a sixty-seven year old woman who was looking for sex and literate conversation–an interest in Trollope, her favorite writer, would win many brownie points.
Apparently Juska received over sixty replies from the ad, from men ranging in age from thirty-two to one-hundred, and she began communications with her prospective suitors via letter and email and phone conversations. Eventually she began meeting various men and built herself what some in the PUA community would call a “soft harem.” To wit, she was fucking numerous guys, had various levels of relationships with them and was enjoying the fuck out of life, no pun intended.
Juska traversed the country and gives details of her encounters, including fairly graphic sexual details in some instances. Her final “conquest” is Graham, a thirty-two year old New Yorker who visits her in San Francisco where they have a torrid tryst in some bucolic setting and she raves about his sexy body and big cock.
My immediate thought upon reading the review, and subsequently the book, was how society would react if a man nearing seventy had placed the same ad and done the same things as Juska and had the cheek to write about it. Would his book have ever seen print? I find it highly unlikely! If it had been published, the man would have been vilified by a vast cadre of feminists as a war pig and woman hater/user and a “dirty old man” taking advantage of young girls.
Juska, being a woman, achieved a minor celebrity, went on book-signing tours and even published a follow-up book in which she lamented losing several women friends due to her “neglect” of them while copulating and pined away for Graham, her youthful Adonis, who had married and had seemingly forgotten about her. The latest I’ve heard is that Round-Heeled Woman is now been made into a play. Juska apparently became an object of veneration by “lonely” women everywhere, a new voice for female empowerment.
While I have nothing against a sixty-something woman with a pear-shaped body fucking as many men as she can, several points come to mind from Juska’s story. One is the desperation of most American men. The “New York Review of Books” does not post photo ads but the fact this ad received over sixty replies says a lot about the state of American manhood. Many of the men Juska met (and fucked) were rich and footed the bill for her to fly from San Francisco to New York, feted her with lavish dinners and some footed her hotel tabs at fancy establishments. I kept thinking as I read of her trysts that these men could have used that money on a trip overseas and fucked a dozen twenty-somethings. Fuck Trollope! They could have joined a snobby book club to discuss his vast shelf of works. And, of course, the vast double-standard in our society immediately jumped out and reared its ugly face. Apparently if a sexagenarian woman fucks a whole bunch of men and writes a book chronicling it, she is hailed as a champion of women and a voice for all of the disaffected and sexless females in America. This in itself is a fallacy since most men are quite aware that women of all ages and looks can get sex pretty much any time they want, whereas millions of men lead sexless lives and no one cares until they shoot up a mall or a school. Even then, the fact these men might be enraged because they’re not getting laid is rarely mentioned.
The male equivalent of Jane Juska will never emerge, at least in this country. He would be laughed at by all serious book publishers and his ad would probably be nixed in any serious personal’s page or web site. He would have to travel about twenty hours’ East to find the pleasure his ancient body craves. God bless the USA!!!!!!