Sexual Evolution

We all have heard one time or another about the stark rise in separations/divorce from one generation to the next.  All sorts of theories emerged.  The sexual revolution, drugs, breakdown of family values, all the way to the other side of the spectrum with the objectification of women with unrealistic standards of femininity.

Now I propose our typical human arrogance might have let the real reason slip by.    We tend to, in general refuse that our short comings exist by hiding behind  societies scientific advancement of which  mutation exceeds what mother nature has in store for the flesh and blood individual.

This includes what’s going on in our little heads.   In simpler cultures, simpler times where options (for everything) and the amount of information provided from the environment are limited, it’s fine to hit puberty running and start breeding like many of our furry mammal cousins.

This is not so in affluent modern societies where the individual faces a bombardment of not only biological and synthetic physical matter but the dynamic influx of events and influences toying with our emotions.

Plainly said,  The cultures where there are less options and influences are the same cultures that marry and breed earlier.    And it works just fine.    Yet, such is not the case in more modern, fluid, transient, info saturated cultures.   The places where the Perpetual Bachelors usually emerge from.

What am I getting at?    Emotional maturity.   In such busy bee societies people worry a little about those who marry young.  The news of young couples always tend to raise a few eye brows and nervous grins.   In addition, that “too early” age seems to be getting higher and higher every decade.

Meanwhile in other societies it’s the reverse because unlike the former’s necessity for one to be emotionally responsive to more dynamic surrounding, the latter’s surroundings simply don’t call for it.

Therefore it is impossible to compare the 1950′s with the 1990′s or with good country living to metropolitan life.

There’s no way, even without the wanderlust, could I see myself getting married in my 20′s.    No way.   It’s like trying to sip your pina colada in a wave pool.

Now,  we are not evolving to the point where like praying mantises or cicadas  spreading our genes is the last productive thing we do. (though it may often feel like it)  As much as we like to point out our cultural differences we fail to accept them as logical causations for other radical and often ignorant accusations assumed to be the fault of differences in culture.

Ok, so now what?   Well, nothing.   The transient, affluent, hipsters of the world  have already recognized that in their microcosm the species develops  not any better, but more complex and at a slower rate.

Am I saying they are emotionally more mature in general.   No, not really.  But I am saying when subjected to  a greater amount of external stimuli from ones environment one must have a higher level emotional maturity to have successful relationships.