Hard drive or floppy disk?
Do roots, herbs and concoctions really work?

"Let food be your medicine and medicine be your food." These were the words of Hippocrates, the ancient Greek physician widely regarded as the Father of Medicine. As far as he was concerned, food was everything we ingested.

Clearly, the Father of Medicine was on to something back in 400 BCE when he made that pronouncement. The basic principle he espoused is that nutrition should be the basis upon which good, healthy bodies are made.

Male sexual health has always been an interesting part of the body of knowledge that deals specifically with health and wellness. Since the beginning of time, men have sought out food, plants, herbs, spices and a combination of any or all the foregoing as aids in getting and maintaining a stronger, firmer erection.

Men are often rated in our culture today by their stamina and the ability to perform in bed. In our colourful Jamaican vernacular, this speaks to their capacity to "tan pon it long". Mark you, male performance is not only the concern of men. It is also the concern of many unsatisfied women who have long been complaining of men with floppy disks and no hard drives.

"Break me off/Show me what you got/'Cause I don't want no one minute man," sings popular hip hop diva Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliot on the subject of sexually underperforming men. There is a plethora of songs on poor male sexual performance right here at home. On her Gangsta Blues album, Tanya Stephens tells the story of a woman who meets a guy who she becomes enamoured with. He has such a great personality that she takes him home, however, at the end of the story she is left sexually unsatisfied and disappointed.

When men 'flop' in the sack, the issue doesn't just stop there for the women. They tell their friends, including their male friends, about their non-performing partners. Such private problems become immortalised in songs with chiding sentiments like "Mi woulda shame/Mi an' yuh a fren but trus' mi Dwayne/Yuh can't have a girl/An' every night she complain" (Red Rat) or "Cause him a wutless bwoy/Ole liad/Cum quick a tell gal seh him tiad" (Bounty Killa).

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