One of the greatest tragedies of the modern world is that as much as men adore women and love sex they are ashamed to admit it, so they invariably end up hiding it, relegating the huge part of themselves that worships what men and women can be together to the dark and fetid realm of demented sexual fantasy where love begins to look more and more like hate. But if you believe that life is for living then you must also agree that love is for loving and the world is for living in, and that means we owe it to ourselves to bring what we love into the real world where it can be lived. This doesn't mean we should have sex in the street - that would simply be an over-reaction and an over-simplification: it is not sex we are talking about here, it is our love of sex, which means of women, of romance, of marriage, of beauty, of adventure. These are the aspects of "sex" that need to be lived openly - both to remove their social stigma but also because the real world is the only place we have to experience these things. We don't have any other real world, and we don't have any other real love. The two belong together, just as men and women do.