Polyamory or, as it’s known in the Boston area, “bangin’ chicks,” has experienced a resurgence after a dormancy it entered in the late seventies. This past Sunday’s New York Times credits the presidential candidate Newt Gingrich, who allegedly proposed open marriage to his second wife as a means to indulge his prodigious taste for strange.
I propose a far less sexy explanation for polyamory’s comeback: fantasy sports. Here is the polyamorous urge writ large: I want a little of this, a little of that, and maybe one of those every blue moon. I may even like to retain a main loyalty to one team, but express freely my love for other players, at least for the time being.