The Epiphany Of A Kiss ~ A Jason Silva Saturday
The best part of this video is watching Jason giggle like an eight year old boy and then break into some Latin (like you do), while discussing The Kiss.
So, tell me, why do people kiss each other? Haven’t you asked yourself that question?
I have.
I remember a long time ago reading somewhere, I think relating to Kabbalah (an ancient and mystical form of Judaism), the high regard with which they held a kiss. They consider it a sacred act. It is an act so intimate that you are virtually “sharing” the breath of another person.
Knowing that marked me.
Today, the most widely accepted theory of kissing is that we humans do it because it helps us sniff out a quality mate. When our faces are close together, our pheromones “talk” – exchanging biological information about whether or not two people will make strong offspring.
Well, that’s just not sexy.
Here are some other fun facts I found:
Do any other animals kiss?
Save for the bonobos that suck on each other’s tongues for up to ten minutes at a time, there aren’t any animals that kiss. And are we really going to count a tongue-suck as a kiss anyway? Somehow, humans are actually the only species to kiss on the mouth, and the meanings of a kiss are plentiful.
Why do they call it a French kiss?
The term ‘French kiss’ – once also called a ‘Florentine kiss’ – is popularly considered to have been brought back to the English-speaking world by soldiers returning from Europe after World War I. At the time, the French had a reputation for more adventurous sexual practices, and so it happened that these soldiers returned to their sweethearts with some newly acquired “skills”.
That being said, with decades of dating under my belt, I became a bit of a connoisseur regarding kissing. There is a Goldilocks zone where kissing is concerned. I’m sure you’ll all agree with me on the fact that a bad kisser can kill even the best chemistry.
No tight, dry “butt pucker” lips.
No overly moist delivery that makes you want to wipe your face with the sleeve of your jacket.
No wide open “shark mouth” where your teeth bang together.
And my least favorite, the wild tongue thrusting where it feels like they’re looking for their car keys somewhere around your tonsils.
Ah, the kiss. Done well it makes me giggle and speak Latin too—how about you?
Carry on,
xox
