There we were in the middle of a sexual revolution wearing clothes that guaranteed we wouldn't get laid.
In soloing - as in other activities - it is far easier to start something than it is to finish it.
My closest friend, who died not long ago, is buried near Marx's grave in Highgate cemetery, so I see the gaggle of admirers laying roses at the foot of his tombstone regularly. I have never been tempted to leave flowers there myself. Great theories, shame about the practice. Marx did many things. Bu

