Porn

“Why does having a sexting affair with a married man or even doing porn make someone a ‘bad person’?” Sydney Leathers asks. “I enjoy my sexuality, and it doesn’t make me anything other than what I am.” Leathers says that her involvement with Anthony Weiner was an experiment, within an experiment — with more experiments to come. Earlier this week, the text-mistress of the New York City mayoral candidate came out with a column, a Vivid film and more. The web has been busy trying to assign meaning to it. Why? Not sure.

Until spring semester of this year, Pasadena City College was one of the few campuses around the nation that offered a class about pornography. The class, called Navigating Pornography, was created by gender studies professor and author Hugo Schwyzer to help students think critically about our porn-saturated culture. Due to conflicts with the college, criticism and personal issues, Schwyzer will not be offering the class this fall.

Last week, prime minister of the United Kingdom David Cameron announced that the government would be cracking down on porn by instituting opt-in filters with service providers. Basically, if you live in the U.K., you will be forced to give voice to whether you want access to the “corroding influence” of adult content.

In a shameless display of the right of users to use their devices as they see fit, Mikandi has teamed up with adult giant XBIZ to create the first Google Glass porn. “The first thing everyone thought [when Glass came out] was, ‘OK, it’s obviously going to be used for porn,'” said Mikandi co-founder Jesse Adams. I can’t speak for anyone else, but that’s certainly the first thing I thought. So, what did they do? Let’s ask porn darling James Deen, shall we?

This fear of losing everything because, on their way up the ladder, a person used the sex industry as a rung is very, very real. When you’re living day to day on a visa of peace that could expire at any time because some asshole walked into your club with a pair of Glass and put your set on YouTube, you’re not going to sit around worrying about how much this country is starting to resemble the Soviet Union. This isn’t because you’re petty. This is because when you’re this afraid, this vulnerable, when you have so little recourse, you pretty much already live in the Soviet Union.

Protect Me From Love has not three but five sex scenes ranging from 10 to 16 minutes in length. When you add them up, you have less than half an hour left for narrative development. Think about the challenges of creating characters a viewer will care about, establishing their relationships, giving them a challenge to overcome and resolving everything — in less than thirty minutes. This is no cakewalk. So let’s pause for a moment and give Wicked a little bit of credit here.

Once upon a time, you could get adult content when you queried Google Images for obvious search terms like “tits” and “vagina.” In a silent move, Google has turned that ease of search off, so now, unless you search “tits naked” or “vagina porn”, you’re going to get pretty safe for work images of women in slightly revealing tops for the “tits” and medical imagery for “vagina.” Google is silently closing shop on adult content.

A porn parody seeking to bring back a natural look! What are the odds of that? Actually, the odds are pretty high given we’re talking about the Harry Potter porn parody ‘Hairy Twatter: In Search of Bush.’ The erotic fan-fic around this movie franchise is so well-established at this point, Dreamzone literally had thousands — if not millions — of incredible stories online from which to draw inspiration. And yet here is their offering: it’s silly, lacking in creativity, not sexy and even creepy.

Gina is everything Kevin wants in a woman. She’s funny, sweet, sexy and she doesn’t have qualms about being silly around him. They have more fun with each other than they do with anyone else, and keep a perfect balance in the little house they share. There’s just one hitch: Gina and Kevin are best friends and roommates, not boyfriend and girlfriend.

Pornography isn’t the problem, it’s a conduit. Through pornography, you are faced with desires with which one may not be comfortable, hence the response when the men in the article encounter women who enjoy these things and express them with them.