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Peace with Porn June 15, 2008

Filed under: The Way I Am,The Way I Say It,The Way I See It — The Goddess @ 9:41 am

So, I was talking to a friend today and we were talking about the compulsive confessor blog. You know, the babe who talks about every guy she ever slept with and discusses in explicit detail what she did with him. And I went over there and took a look. And of course it was well written. Light, airy, fun and slightly sad. And there’s sex all over the place. And the blog is supposed to be what the New India and 20 somethings are like. Open about sex, bold, brave and bla bla bla. And I thought to myself, yeah, right!

But the thing is, it’s true in a way. There’s sex everywhere whether you want to see it or not… Ads for jeans, deos and even the latest Maaza ad that calls itself Aamasutra (lame, I call it) and sex in all magazines and newspapers (even Woman’s Era has evolved. Would you believe it?) and on TV and in movies and… Well, everywhere.

Don’t get me wrong. I haven’t joined the RSS. But I’ve made up my mind that all this sex out there should be like porn on the internet. Easy to find but easy to avoid too. I have nothing against people watching porn or sharing it (A reliable source told me that its the volume of porn transferred that drives network research) or whatever. Except, that I don’t want it anywhere around me… Some of that stuff gives me the creeps.

And suddenly I feel like we’ve entered an age of glorification of explicit sexual content. It doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad. Well done or poorly done. In good taste or bad. Whether we like it or not. Hell, we don’t even care that the scantily clad woman is wearing the wrong color that makes her look atrocious. Or that the woman gyrating in the thong has a horribly flabby paunch. Or that no two normal people would never kiss like Kisser Boy and the Kissee. No. All that matters anymore is that the content should be explicit. And woe betide if you object. You’re immediately labeled a prude. Or worse, jealous because you don’t get half the action the other one is.

I don’t know… I’m all for fantasies and openness and living in the land of the Kamasutra but  hey, I’m sure even the Kamasutra inspired its  own share of cheap imitations and we seem to be living in the land of those…

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