We all love Insecure.  The brilliance of the show lies in its simplicity and relate-ability.  There are no calculating, masterminds with exorbitant wealth, and “loose morals.”  It’s just some young Black people trying to figure shit out.  For that reason, Insecure inspires diverse conversations.  I can always count on having A1 convos about dating, work, Black culture, etc.  Following Sunday’s episode, a friend text me and asked, “WHERE ARE THE CONDOMS?!”  Good.  Freaking.  Question.  We have yet to see any hint of protection during any of the sex scenes on the show.  Even with the anonymous neighbor whom I don’t ever recall seeing before.  This morning I woke up to a text from another friend with the link to an article over at Very Smart Brothas asking the same damn question!

I watch a lot of television, and I’m no cinephile, but I’ve seen my fair share of movies, and I must say on screen sex has always been weird to me.  It has always looked insanely unrealistic, and, dare I say it, nasty.  Here are some things I just don’t get.