Beyond the spa pool
I’ve been in this job long enough to see certain stories reincarnated in new, enlightened forms.
Take today’s feature on polyamorists. I edited something along these lines for a magazine about 15 years ago when people who ventured beyond monogamy were still called “swingers”.
That word, which felt antiquated even then, has so many connotations. Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice. Suburban high jinks. Gold medallions nestled in chest hair. Key-swapping parties held against a backdrop of conversation pits and shag pile rugs.
I remember the writer of that feature returning from an interview with a swinging couple who lived on the North Shore. Having talked to several people in that world, she stared knowingly into the middle distance and imparted a piece of insight I’ve never forgotten: “All swingers,” she announced, “own spa pools.”
Interesting. Makes sense I guess. Certainly feeds into the cliches outlined above.
But when Eleanor Black talked to polyamorists of today, she found things have changed. These are not just straight couples spicing things up on a Saturday night. They are people challenging all of our notions of conventional coupledom, monogamy and faithfulness. You can read what they have to say on page 10.