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Everyone seems to be talking about “hookup culture” and the article that was run in the New York Times about how hookups are ruining the dating landscape (for ladies). I haven’t bothered to read the piece (but you can if you wish) because I’m rather tired of people decrying hookup culture and blaming it for the demise of everything that is holy and sacred and blah, blah, blah. There have been lots of brilliant responses to the inane piece, so I’m not going to tackle that. Instead, I’m going to talk about why I, a woman, love hookup culture.

Firstly, a sexy tryst with a man is a lot of fun. Not too long ago I woke up to a message on an online dating site from a guy passing through town. He was cute and wanted to hook up, so I said “Sure” and he arrived within ten minutes. We chatted briefly and had a lovely rendezvous, and then he carried on his merry way as he drove through to Edmonton. It was good, clean (some might argue messy), random fun with a man I will likely never see or hear from again. I don’t know his last name. I don’t know much about him at all. But that was the beauty of it for me.

Secondly, I really love the noncommittal nature of hookups. I like the emotional distance while still attaining the physical connection that I desire. I love the randomness of it, sometimes. For someone who is still not quite ready for anything more “substantial” (for lack of a better, more culturally applicable word… although I happen to find hookups and one nighters substantial in themselves), hooking up is the perfect level of commitment! Read more