Pirates of the Carribean porno comic
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Still on the topic of sex, last week Sam de Brito wrote a piece titled “Flogging a Dead Horse” (that’s another euphemism for you). In it, he quoted feminist Naomi Wolfe who had this to say about men’s fondness for porn:

In the end, porn doesn’t whet men’s appetites; it turns them off the real thing.

To which Sam adds:

As much as going to a bar or pub or the women’s shoe department of David Jones is an imperfect, sometimes contrived way to meet women, it does require social interaction, which I’ve said time and time again, is an essential component of being a functioning human.

Now, however, it seems many men, when offered this option, choose the far easier alternative of squeezing one out at their desktop.

Again, I have nothing against wanking, but I think internet porn can seriously mess up some guys; it raises unrealistic expectations, it desensitises them and turns them into sexual zombies.

I agree completely with Sam. I enjoy looking at and having social interactions with women. I think humans are social creatures, and that it’s an essential part of feeling alive. In this context, porn is a poor substitute even though it can be part of a healthy sex life if not taken to the extreme.

And I somewhat disagree with what Naomi Wolf says because I’m still very fond of real women. Much as I love porn and self-love, I much prefer the smell and feel of a woman who’s lying next to me. And when I have a partner, I’m definitely not going to choose porn, nor TV, or sports, or going out with the guys, or drinks or whatever, over sex with her. I’d be nucking futs. :mrgreen:

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