Vladimir Lenin famously remarked that art is a weapon. The same could be said for porn. When Steppenwolf wrote the song “The Pusher”, their first two lyrics went as follows:
You know I smoked a lot of grass,
Oh Lord! I popped a lot of pills.
Perhaps that would describe most contemporary men and their relationship with pornography. I busted a nut or two off it as a younger man, then got married. Then had kids and then met people who were massively screwed up by porn. Not everyone who whacks the weasal to a Penthouse will turn into a sicko flasher in a trenchcoat.
However, most of us, long after we’ve walked a higher path than the degenerate pornographer, will pay some sort of social cost for the presence of the ones who become obsessed and addicted. Pornography works similarly to marijuana and Buttweiser. It does not destroy everyone who plays with it. It does extract a toll from the society that permits it to permeate the soul of the populace.
We see the grotesque endstate of pornographic permeation on display in a Brazilian Art Gallery.
A performance with a naked man at an art museum in Sao Paulo has sparked controversy after a child was allowed to touch the man’s body while he lay exposed.
In a video circulating on social networks, a four year old girl is seen crawling on the floor around a man who is lying naked on his back in front an audience.
She touches the man’s hand, legs and feet while accompanied by her mother who looks on and encourages her participation.
Not every four year old girl who gets encouraged to touch the penis of a stranger by mommy because it is art can automatically be fitted for her “mudshark” maternity tee. However, a sample of them would probably demonstrate a very high postive correlation between early exposure to pornography and illegitimacy, prostitution, single motherhood, STDs, substance abuse, public dependency, miscengination and early death. Now the constant cynic may rise up to challenge this.
Come on now St. JPW. Get off the high horse and end your crusade. Teaching her the 4Hs — Hard-ons, Homos, Hangovers and giving Head — makes for a pretty good high-pass filter in my humble opinion. Besides, this is just poz-empoisoned Brazil. Our diversity is so much different and better edumakated. It’s art man, the epitome of contemporary Western Culture. I mean Iggy Pop had to leave 1970’s New York City on account of its lack of good decadence. Get with the program if you want to be properly in tune with the times.
Well there, Cleatus, the rest of Amerika seems to totally get your point. So much so that according to The New York Times about 33% of it has or has had an STD. For most, sexual degeneracy becomes its own best punishment. This usually takes the form of mockery, derision, discomfort and perhaps a nice healthy dose of public humiliation. Nobody wants to be that kid sitting in the back of sex-ed class that asks “why does it hurt when I pee?” Things can get worse. Far worse. How much so? This much.
Almost 620,000 gay and bisexual men in the United States were living with HIV in 2014, and 100,000 of these men were not even aware of their infection. These men are 100 times more likely to have anal cancer than HIV-negative men who exclusively have sex with women. Yet, no national screening guidelines exist for anal cancer prevention in any population. Anal cancer is predominantly caused by chronic or persistent human papillomavirus (HPV) infection. HPV infection can lead to the development of anal precancer which, if remains undetected or not adequately treated, may lead to anal cancer. Likewise, HPV infection is also responsible for causing cervical, vaginal, vulvar, oropharyngeal, penile and rectal cancers.
OK, so much of the audience of a quaint and humble family website like Amerika.org would consider all the people I’ve talked about as abandoned children or deracinated whack-jobs. Garbage in, garbage out the saying goes. But what does this garbage do to nice people like little, old me. Let’s start with what it does to your household.
In a 2004 testimony before the United States Senate, Dr. Jill Manning shared some interesting data regarding pornography and relationships. In her research she found that 56 percent of divorce cases involved one party having an obsessive interest in pornographic websites.1 Another source, the American Academy of Matrimonial Lawyers, polled 350 divorce attorneys in 2003 where two thirds of them reported that the Internet played a significant role in the divorces, with excessive interest in online porn contributing to more than half such cases. If these numbers are accurate, here’s a very sobering statistic. Every year for the past decade there have been roughly 1 million divorces in the United States. If half of the people divorcing claim pornography as the culprit, that means there are 500,000 marriages annually that are failing due to pornography.
Any good Far-Eastern mystic would tell you marriage requires the release of more than just one of several chakras. The old joke about prostitutes applies equally to the world of porn. You pay the prostitute to go away, you click the next website and eventually toss the latest edition of Screw in the trash (inside a bag so that nobody notices you’re subscribed to it.) You can’t do the same with your wife if you want to avoid financial and legal difficulty for the remainder of your sordid existence. It’s no accident that marriage and porn coexist in such poor fashion.
But pornography is not just a puerile interest. Itâ€™s a sexual liturgy that re-catechizes the soul to see persons as merely bodies and bodies as merely photoshopped parts. By disintegrating the connection between the spirit and the body, the liturgy of pornography recalibrates our conception of what human beings fundamentally are. Is it any wonder that under the reign of Hefnerism, we are now wondering aloud whether thereâ€™s even such as thing as boys and girls?
Again, so what? I can tell mean and women apart. I figured out what to stick where and my gaydar functions about as well as the next guy’s. What is the negative externality to me, if a bunch of stupid losers identify as iPads, Pokemons or random ensembles of furniture? You kind of need to identify in a biologically realistic fashion to selectively and intelligently breed. You kind of need to effectively and intelligently breed if you want a legacy beyond your own solipsistic and demotic selfishness. The same applies to our culture as a whole without too much loss of generality.
When a culture breeds at the rate most Western ones currently do, this dysfunction can be found in the bedroom. A willful negligence in performing a fundamental biological duty at at least the same level of competence you could expect from a rotifer will leave Western Culture about where Hugh Hefner is right now.
The America we grew up in, like High-Times Hugh, will have smoked its last post-coital Garcia y Vega. The sexual dissonance and blatant disrespect for the sacred importance of family that Hefner’s jack-off rag encouraged probably had a lot to do with how we’ll finally get there. Thus, I an admitted sinner, and prior user of pornography blog to bury Hugh Hefner rather than praise him. If we want an America tommorrow an awful lot of dissipated playboys will have to grow up or go away today.