Dilettante & Tyro (A Series. In Conversation): Feel Like Making Love

-We made love.

-You did what?

-Love.  We made love.

-You don't make love anymore.  It's the 21st century.

-Call me nostalgic.  I prefer to make love.

-I'll call you old-fashioned.  You can't be nostalgic for a euphemism that died out before you were born.

-I refuse to use any neologisms of our generation.  That includes whatever ingenuous word, or words, or abbreviations we're substituting 'making love' with now.

-We don't substitute it with anything.  We call it sex.  Last night, you had sex. That's not a euphemism or a dysphemism.  It is what it is.

-I think it takes the magic away.

-It's just the natural progression of language.  Some people call it 'hooking up.'

-That's even worse.  It's vague and it's something you do with a cable box or DVD player.

-We'll at least hooking up appliances has some symbolic imagery.  What's 'making love' say?  You can't make love.

-So you're telling me that the natural progression of language heads in the direction of artless words and phrases.

-Yes.  There's a minority of people who are already tired of having sex, hooking up, and certainly well beyond making love.  This group fucks.

-Fucks?  What comes next then?

-Nothing yet.  That I know of.  Soon enough someone, somewhere, if he or she already hasn't, will popularize a locution that's cruder than 'fuck' and that'll be used for some time as the pejorative version before moving on as the accepted term.

-And that will eventually be replaced by another, more vulgar word or phrase?

-Precisely.