I think of peniphilia as an enthusiasm, akin to my enthusiasms for plants and gardening, diverse food, shape note singing, classical music, cartoons, and humor of all kinds, but short of my passion for thinking analytically about language, which is a constant in my life:
I am always noticing the language around me, whether I want to or not, but I can go for hours without dwelling on dicks, even though my home decoratng scheme tends to the flagrantly homoerotic.
There are hard-core Manchester United fans, devoted opera buffs, wine fanatics, Deadheads and Parrot heads, and so on … and plenty of peniphiliacs.
