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Outta Sight Outta Mind

My Eyes! My Eyes!

By Alexander Cockburn

The control of sex and pornography
is a major part of promulgating a prudish, puritanical political culture
without ever imposing an overt political censorship regime.

Debates about so-called "political correctness", whether in the race,
gender, or ethnicity conflicts can only be explained by the culture of
prudery which prevails in American political discourse of all sorts.
Like the 'sexual crimes' mania in the media.



It's useful and important this as part of maintaining this rigorously
prudish, puritanical political culture the surface of which was barely
scratched by the Sixties.



Sexual crimes stand for the violation of the established order based on
supposed personal deviance and not on any actual material challenge.



They have the benefit of being immensely trivial and yet due to the
absolutely poor to non-existent transmission of the ‘standards’ for
acceptable sexual conduct, esp. occlusion from public instruction,
remain ultimately "fantasy crimes".



People can imagine the most heinous punishments for this behavior
because it is impossible for them to conceive of a sex crime in the same
way as bribery of public officials or assassinations performed by
agencies disguised as armies or cultural aid missions.



This impossibility goes back to the terror used by parents and teachers
to threaten children for violations of their will by creating
nonsensical consequences for trivial acts.



A perfect example of this is the story of the man in Fairfax County
Virginia, who got up early on Monday morning, October 19, walked naked
into his own kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee?



The next significant thing that happened to 29-year-old Eric Williamson
is the local cops arriving to charge him with indecent exposure.



It turns out that while he was brewing the coffee, a mother was taking
her 7-year-old son along a path beside Williamson’s house, espied the
naked Williamson and called the local precinct, or more likely her
husband, who turns out to be a cop.



“Yes, I wasn’t wearing any clothes,” Williamson said later, “but I was
alone, in my own home and just got out of bed. It was dark and I had no
idea anyone was outside looking in at me.”



The story ended up on TV, starting with Fox, and in the opening rounds
the newscasters and network blogs had \ merciless sport with the Fairfax
police for their absurd behavior.



Hasn’t a man the right to walk around his own home (or in this case
rented accommodations) dressed according to his fancy? Answer, obvious
to anyone familiar with relevant case law, absolutely not.



Peeved by public ridicule the Fairfax cops turned up the heat. The cop’s
wife started to maintain that first she saw Williamson by a glass
kitchen door, then through the kitchen window.



Mary Ann Jennings, a Fair-fax County Police spokesperson, stirred the
pot of innuendo:” We’ve heard there may have been other people who had a
similar incident.”



The cops are asking anyone who may have seen an unclothed Williamson
through his windows to come forward, even if it was at a different time.



They’ve also been papering the neighborhood with fliers, asking for
reports on any other questionable activities by anyone resembling
Williamson—a white guy who’s a former diver, and who has a 5-year old
daughter, not living with him.



I’d say that if the cops keep it up, and some prosecutor scents
opportunity Williamson will be pretty lucky if they don’t throw some
cobbled-up indictment at him.



Toss in a jailhouse snitch making his own plea deal, a faked police
line-up, maybe an artist’s impression of the Fairfax Flasher, and Eric
could end up losing his visitation rights and, worst comes to worst,
getting ten years plus posted for life on some sex offender site.



You think we’re living in the twenty-first century, in the clinical
fantasy world of CSI? Wrong. So far as forensic evidence is concerned,
we remain planted in the seventeenth century with trial by ordeal such
as when they killed women as witches if they floated when thrown into a
pond.

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Porn is good for you, watch more porn, piss off more conservatives

Staring at breasts for 30 minutes a day

goes a long way

to pissing off a conservative

In George Orwell's Novel, 1984, sexuality is repressed on a huge level, and the buildup of unused energy is directed towards supporting the part. The Republican party is doing something very similar.

With all this, single issue voting, not to mention all the obsession with the recently defeated, Blunt Amendment, about how women are having rampant sex, and it's up to us to stop them.

There are even some conservatives who oppose finding cures to STD's simply because they believe that with STD's mitigated, sexual promiscuity will spread (and that's a bad thing?).

The sooner we can accept not just sex, not just the fact that people have sex, but the fact the some people like blowjobs, other like to be eaten out, while still others prefer a simulated penis between their legs, and still others enjoy lactating and breastfeeding their lovers...then the sooner we can move on with our society in an open and healthy way.

Maybe if people spent more time having sex they'd spend less time worrying about whether or not Bob and Joe are having sex.

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It’s been shown that reasonable porn consumption doesn’t make users more aggressive, promote sexism or harm relationships. Porn exposure makes some people less likely to commit sexual crimes.
Porn is often accused of inciting sexual aggression. But not only do rape statistics suggest otherwise, some experts believe the consumption of porn may actually reduce the desire to rape by offering a safe, private outlet for the sexual deviant in all of us.
Rates of rapes and sexual assault in the U.S. are at their lowest levels since the 1960s. The same goes for other countries: as access to pornography grew in once restrictive Japan, China and Denmark in the past 40 years, rape statistics plummeted.
In the US, states with the least Internet access between 1980 and 2000 experienced a 53 percent increase in rape incidence. But states with the most access experienced a 27 percent drop in the number of reported rapes.
What if it turns out that ­pornography use actually reduces the desire to rape? It is a controversial idea, but some studies support it. Work in the 1960s and 1970s reported that sexual criminals tend to be exposed to pornographic materials at a later age than noncriminals.
Patients requesting treatment in clinics for sex offenders commonly say that pornography helps them keep their abnormal sexuality within the confines of their imagination.
Pornography seems to be protective, perhaps because exposure correlates with lower levels of sexual repression, a potential rape risk factor.

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Barbara Nitke was the still photographer on 72 hardcore movies made in New York from 1982 to the present.
“There’s another facet to our sexuality – sex that has an edge of anger to it, sex that is unconnected, sex that says something other than ‘I love you’. I think I am living out that part of my sexuality second hand when I shoot.”
“X-rated movies offer that same release to our culture. The word that comes to my mind in describing sexuality in this country is ‘repression’. I like that X-rated movies take a stand against repression, but at the same time, they play to it.”
“Have you seen many women come on camera?”
“When a woman actually comes during the shooting, it is a moment of triumph on the set, because she has triumphed over all of the obstacles, and there are a lot of them.
“Usually it happens not because of her partner, but because the woman has decided she is going to enjoy this.
“I remember one scene when the director, the late Chris Covino, yelled ‘Cut,’ and Long Jean Silver kept the scene going until she came. It was wonderful. A great moment.”
Near the end of our interview, Barbara says, “The thing I always wonder is what would the X-rated business be like in a society that had a very high regard for sex and for sexual people?”
“People would see your photos as holy pictures.”
“Yes. Wouldn’t that be great.”

The human trafficking in porn

Pornography and Its Apologists 

I think it is worth noting the more balanced reality. Is there pornographic content that is made illegally and without the consent of those whom it features? Yes, of course there is. If you want to see a better depiction of the mainstream adult media here in the US, then I would recommend watching the documentary, The Pussycat Preachers.

Although, if you're like most people, you probably just seek out safe sites, one's which you assume to operate within legal and ethical boundaries.

On the whole, it's simple, yet conflicting and complicated. Some people just like watching others have sex. The reasons vary, in some cases dramatically so, yet the basic want to watch is still there. For those of us with an ethical conscience who on the one hand, are aroused by sexual imagery (sometimes sparking sexual fantasy) and who at the same time identify as human rights advocates and strong feminists...we want the comfort of knowing that no performers where harmed during the making of...whatever B rated title the movie carries. So we seek out the ethical expression of sexuality...as best we can. There's never a guarantee with any site that all the procedures behind closed doors would meet our standards of expectation. Perhaps the best that can be done is to flock to any area of the industry that we see taking a step in the right direction towards ethically and humanely expressing sexuality which we can enjoy.

Porn Ruins Teenager's Concept of Sex

Forget intimacy, how about a facial instead!

By Eric Spitznagel

There's no stash of Hustler to be hidden these days. You can "clear history," delete all trace, in one click. At each adolescent fingertip is an inexhaustible stream of high-def images and Flash porn videos - some 400 million porno pages in all.

                                                  ....

...Travis and Cody, typical 21-year-old college students in Florida [] tell me there's one criterion at the top of their list when it comes to picking a fuck buddy.

"Pubic hair is disgusting," Travis says. "Girls should keep their vaginas porn-star trim."

Like most guys of my generation—I'm on the downslide to 40—I have fond memories of my first experience with pornography. I was 14 years old and my best friend had just discovered his father's secret stash.

We gathered in his basement and delicately turned the pages as if they might disintegrate. I asked him if I could borrow a few mags "just for the night," which in hindsight was a pretty bold request. I was, after all, essentially announcing my intention to masturbate.

Slipping past my parents with the stack of old Hustlers stuffed inside my jacket, I somehow made it to my bedroom and, not believing my good fortune, stayed up all night relishing the spoils.

To the modern 14-year-old, the scenario would be laughably quaint: There's no stash to be hidden these days. You can "clear history," along with any residual shame, in one click.

At each adolescent fingertip is an inexhaustible stream of high-def images and Flash video—some 400 million pornographic Web pages in all. The sheer breadth is staggering:

If you watched porn 24 hours a day, for example, it would take you several years just to get caught up on the 13,588 professional titles released in the United States in 2005 alone.

Plenty more is out there in bulk on the digital shelf, no credit card required: bestiality, piss-drinking, throat-fucking, bukake gang bangs, triple anal penetrations—all exhaustively cross-referenced. Any day now, some poor kid may actually go blind masturbating.

The awkward truth, according to one study, is that 90 percent of 8-to-16-year-olds have viewed pornography online.

Considering the standard climax to even the most vanilla hard-core scene today, that means there is an entire generation of young people who think sex ends with a money shot to the face.

It's hard to pinpoint exactly where the age divide falls, but it's safe to say that the first purebred guinea pig to have grown up never knowing a world without fisting on demand is probably around 22 years old.

By the time they're in high school, America's porn-fed youth have already amassed an encyclopedic knowledge of smut.

Seth Rogen, cowriter of Superbad—which features a now-classic scene of teenage boys graphically discussing hard-core sites—recently told me that one of his favorite pastimes is trolling porn message boards. "It's hilarious how much these kids know," Rogen says.

"There'll be arguments like 'This is classified as gonzo, but I would say it's more of a feature-BDSM. Also, they say this clip is taken from Handjobs #8, but this scene was actually first featured in Killer Grips #7.'"

Rogen might as well have been talking about brothers Travis and Cody, typical 21-year-old college students in Florida who tell me there's one criterion at the top of their list when it comes to picking a fuck buddy.

"Pubic hair is disgusting," Travis says. "Girls should keep their vaginas porn-star trim." Cody describes his first real-life ejaculate-to-the-face finale like this:

"It was the happiest moment of my young life. There is just something about blowing a load in a chick's face that makes you feel like a man."

For most men over 30, facials aren't something you actually do. They're like car chases or hurling someone through a plate-glass window—the difference between cinema and life.

But the ubiquity of porn has blurred the line. According to a study by the Centers for Disease Control, the number of heterosexuals having anal sex nationwide has almost doubled since 1992.

But boys have always been perverts. Since a facial requires a female to receive it, the real story might be the apparent surge in the number of willing participants.

In Immersion: Porn, a documentary by New York photographer Robbie Cooper, 22-year-old Lindsay sees the act as empowering to women. "Even if she has eight dicks on her face, she's still the queen of those eight dicks," she says. "I definitely like come on the face."

Former State Department staffer Mary Eberstadt, writing in Policy Review, compares the prevailing attitudes about porn to the general consensus on tobacco in the 1960s.

"[Porn] is widely seen as cool, especially among younger people, and this coveted social status further reduces the already low incentive for making a public issue of it."

Of course, porn doesn't cause cancer, though it may cause homemade sex tapes and hot cam-on-cam IM action (playing in a locked suburban bedroom near you).

And it almost certainly causes cell-phone-picture taking: According to a 2008 survey, one in five teenagers have sent an explicit photo of themselves to someone else or posted one online.

The sea change is perhaps nowhere more evident than in the burgeoning crop of young actresses flocking to the industry.

Joanna Angel of BurningAngel.com, a veteran porn actress at 28, describes doing a three-way recently with a 19-year-old girl new to the business.

"It was her first scene ever, so I was like, 'Don't worry—just follow my lead,'" she recalls.

"But then the scene started, and the way she was giving a blow job and the things she was saying and the way she was moaning—I was like, 'What the fuck?'

"When I was 19, I was not giving blow jobs that were nearly that exciting. The girls these days just seem to come to the set porn-ready."

In fact, "porn-readiness" is now a source of pride. While on tour promoting her memoir, Jenna Jameson was reportedly stunned that 13-year-old girls kept telling her she was their role model.

In a survey of 1,000 British girls between the ages of 15 and 19, roughly 25 percent said they aspired to become professional lap dancers.

"Dirty Angel," 22, who writes a blog called Tastes Like Kisses and started surfing porn in her early teens, says, "It was watching [adult star] Heather Brooke that gave me the mind-blowing skills I have now when it comes to giving a blow job."

To those of us who came of age in the eighties and nineties—the dinosaurs once naïvely content with even the most terrible, chafing teen hand job—it feels a bit like looking down from an attic window onto the Haight-Ashbury during the Summer of Love.

Let the young have their Twitter and their Jonas Brothers—we have no interest. But this kind of hurts.

Of course, we're not all missing out on the fun. The Brett Ratners, the Silvio Berlusconis, the thirtysomething divorcés of the world—they will carry the mantle for us and hopefully report back. At least those in good cardiovascular health.