Being that it had been a goodly long time there that the ol’ jester didn’t have a computer, that meant that it had been a very long time that I wasn’t really aware of all these new and almost unbelievable advances in the field of internet pornography…

Damn this shit will make you sad.

Of course right here it is probably a good idea to point out that I am not against pornography. There is nothing wrong with the natural human reaction to the sight of naked flesh, be it in real life or images. As a currently single human male I have no problem loading images onto my screen to help me dream of the day when there is a naked woman in my arms again.

{obviously, otherwise how would I know about this stuff?}

But seriously now, there are people out there approaching couples and offering them sums of money in order for some professional cock to have his way with the female while her boyfriend/husband watches. And then it’s put up on the internet for our enjoyment? There are people out there paying money to participate in this kind of voyeurism.

Maybe it’s not even real, maybe it’s all a put on. I mean this should really be considered prostitution if it is, I guess the fact that it’s used for the entertainment of the multitudes instead of the lonely needs of a single person is what saves it from that tag. And that’s ridiculous.

Then we’ve got the whole idea of pain…
I can’t even begin to touch this one.

What is it about human sexuality that has pulled all this mess into existence? Is it simple over-stimulation? I truly pity those people out there who can’t get off anymore without some sort of twist. Have we finally created such a glut of raw sex that the simple image of a naked woman fails to arouse?

My feeling is that it’s primarily a function of the sexually repressive culture here in the states. We’re still far more comfortable with decapitations than with tits, and sexual education in this county would be a joke if it wasn’t so terribly serious.

Sex is one of those things that makes life beautiful, and we’re out there dragging it through the mud, providing a whole slew of humans with money in exchange for the right to view them in the process of degrading themselves.

I mean, can we defend the porn industry for sheltering runaway girls and teaching scores of young men that the best way to please a woman is a ceaseless jack-hammer motion to the accompaniment of grunting and obscenities?

What can you say about an industry where women increase their earning potential by destroying the sensitivity of their breasts in a quest to make them bigger?

Does the world need all these web-cams where conquests are to be displayed, where the participants aren’t paying attention to their bodies except to see how they appear on the screen, their own experience has been sublimated for what that camera can see.

Do we really need roving crews of cameras looking to find drunk girls who will lift their shirts and kiss their friends?

Apparently we do, because the money is out there, waiting to come roaring down.

The industry is huge, and it’s not going to just go away, nor do I think that it should. I don’t know; that’s a very tough morality call for me.

How many people are out there whose livelihood is based on recording sex acts? Ignoring the performers for a second, what about the people who run the cameras, who hold the lights, who apply make-up. What is their idea of sex like?

My own kink has always been the girl next door look. Minimal make-up, no obvious augmentation. I always find myself hoping that it’s just a photo shoot or two to help pay for college. So what does that say about me?

What does all of this say about the rest of us?

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