I’ve never understood the neolithic mentality behind this idea.

Ok… die. Go to heaven and get your 72 virgins (which is mistranslated BTW). Now if you service just one lady per night (and aren’t they all ladies… ’cause the cawk is a sin and all that), you’ve got just over two months of virgins in the cupboard and then you’re done.

So, basically, your “eternal” reward lasts you no longer than a spring season of modern day television. But then perhaps it makes more sense when your lifespan is not much longer than 25 years and your entire society is boot-heeled into the ground by a bunch of ill educated, superstitious sheepherders.