Ubiquitous internet skankiness. 10/01/02
I don't understand porn. I guess partly my lack of comprehension is because I'm a woman, and partly from being in a steady relationship. To me, a picture of a naked man is no more interesting than a picture of a woman or a car or a horse. Might be a good-looking guy, but I have no desire to stare at him. It doesn't make me feel horniness or romantic desire or anything other than mild amusement. The idea of masturbating to somebody's photograph seems so odd.
Back when I was single and having crushes on TV stars or lusting after guys at the college campus, I’d admire the lines of someone's body, sometimes wonder what they would look like naked, and once in while I’d hope to meet them and touch them and kiss them and further, but such curiosity is no longer part of my imagination. All my daydreams of a sensual nature are about Steve, all my desire is for him alone and I don't know if it is too much to ask that he also think only of me.
Seems like every time I open up my e-mail inbox there are 20 messages that are just ads for porn sites. "J-Lo's luscious booty!!" "Horny college girls!!" I wouldn't be surprised to see, "Watch Britney blow goats!!". But never anything like "Ben Affleck in the buff!!". The ads designed to appeal to women are more like "Increase your breasts 2 cup sizes!!" So I guess the idea isn't that we want to look at porn images, but supposedly want to look like them?
