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I'm happy I was not born into this era:

At 11 on a weeknight earlier this year, her work finished, a slim, pretty junior at the University of Pennsylvania did what she often does when she has a little free time. She texted her regular hookup — the guy she is sleeping with but not dating. What was he up to? He texted back: Come over. So she did. They watched a little TV, had sex and went to sleep.

Their relationship, she noted, is not about the meeting of two souls.

“We don’t really like each other in person, sober,” she said, adding that “we literally can’t sit down and have coffee.”

Ask her why she hasn’t had a relationship at Penn, and she won’t complain about the death of courtship or men who won’t commit. Instead, she’ll talk about “cost-benefit” analyses and the “low risk and low investment costs” of hooking up.

Between their attitudes on sex and their bombardment by social media, this will be the loneliest generation. Because they don't know how to have deep relationships.

And their attitudes and technologies are actively working against them.

Welcome to the 70's!

Before the early Seventies, having sex had immense emotional, economic and symbolic weight attached to it because to sleep with another person was tantamount to choosing them as a life partner.

In the kitchen-sink plays and novels of the early Sixties, such as A Kind Of Loving and A Taste Of Honey, as in real life, having sex was literally life-changing when the girls got pregnant and an unhappy marriage was the only option.

But by the mid-Seventies books and films of the time show an entirely ­different world, where men and women were having sex with anyone they fancied because the availability of contraception and abortion had taken the danger out of it.

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The 1970s were an environment that led to AIDS, Crack, and Conservative power in the 1980s.

I'd really like to not repeat that era.

Disco.  Don't foget Disco.

I'm sticking to spiders.