Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Oh porn, why doth thou beckon?

An example of porn

When I think about it I just don't get porn. Perhaps porn should just be seen and heard but not thought about in much depth. After all, porn movies rarely demand much, or if any, intellectual rigour or emotional depth. The plot is usually easy to follow that even our local politicians can understand them in one sitting, or may even have acted out some of them out themselves unknowingly, of course. And like the usual Hollywood summer blockbusters, we all know who is whom, whom does what to whom and how it ends. Yes, there are some variations in terms of where the limbs are placed, or whether one is standing, kneeling, on all fours or lying down but when you come down to it, there are just two main working components with a straightforward two stroke motion. Forward. Backward. Isn't it strange the amount of complexity people go through to seek for such an embrace in such a manner as pleasurable (generally anyway, Navel Gazing recognizes that there are occasional performances so dismal in quality that it would have been better for both participants to have not engaged in the act) as it is simple?

So we can understand the act itself and the reasons for doing so. (And if you don't please stop reading the rest of this article immediately. Read only what is in within these brackets. If you stay in here, you will be safe. Now, very slowly, press the reset button. Keep your eyes on the words in these brackets. Got it? Good.) Now that we've got rid of those fellas, as I was about to pose a question rhetorically, why do we enjoy porn, or in another way, watching other people copulating?

We are not engaged in the act with them. We do not know them. And they are not performing it live in front of us, it's recorded. In an immediate sense the performers don't care what we think. In most cases we will never meet them. It's not as if we haven't done it before, or done it in that fashion, or know how it feels. What is more they could make us feel inferior with their better bodies, better looks (okay, maybe not for most of the guys), better staying power, and are skilled at their craft to do some fonky positions like the verticle 69 and helicopter (novelty factor: 10 cool factor: 0). We are also less likely to perform the act in heels, with a bowtie around our neck, or crotchless underwear in a room filled with other people. The loudness of the moans would usually be less because we are embarassed if other people hear us having sex (what's so bad about hearing other people having a good time? Enjoy it like you would good news off the radio-ish, unless of course their dirty talk sounds up like some filthy DJ banter then turn the volume down. They are, after all, not there to talk). Our facial expressions would more likelier be less intense and pained looking than those on screen because we are not performing for people we would never meet and need to impress them with the intensity of our performance.

So what is it really? Why ah?

I mean aside from the fact that it's nice to watch every now and again in reasonable doses.

6 comments:

Antares said...

I'd rather hold hands for 5 minutes with a wholesome girl who really appeals than view 50 minutes of impersonal in-out performed by low-IQ Jews, Blacks, Rednecks & Pseudo-Asians on Viagra & Niagra (the pill for females who tend to run dry). But after holding hands I'd probably aim for a 5-minute kiss repeated at 5-minute intervals... and that could lead to a sensational 50-minute fuck without the benefit of cameras, lighting crew & sound effects... and probably no G-strings, fishnets or neon pink stilettos either! I guess porn fills the vacuum of constant yearning so many feel these days - and now that the Internet allows even the most bashful & secretive to view from the privacy of their own home without having to don a trenchcoat & line up outside a porn cinema with some Kleenex in hand - the pornbiz has exploded rather than imploded. Problem is that porn, like any other activity even mildly pleasurable, can be addictive. I've heard of many marriages that failed because the husband (once the initial thrill had worn off) automatically returned to the narcissistic joys of wanking, since it requires no diplomacy, effort, skill or real energy exchange.

art harun said...

Erm...well, it's for the same reason we all watch F1 or Japanese GT racing I suppose. I mean, you don't know the drivers, you will never be able to do what they do, the sound of the cars are of course louder than yours, they go way faster too etc but that doesn't stop us from watching, no?

donplaypuks® said...

A famous scientis once said that when he died, he would ask God only 2 questions - Why Relativity (that Einstein thang)and Why Turbulence (something to do with the screwing motion of water and air waves??).

Why porn? Simple. When Adam & Eve (or was it Lilith) were going at it hammer and tongs that nasty serpent was watching all the time! The 1st voyeur!

We all have our little fantasies and would that our partners or wives be willing to experiment beyond the pale. But the perfect partner is a myth and society has (stupidly)evolved to a point where 1 man 1 woman is de rigeur.

But the language of my grandfather and his father before him had something called 'a little house' which was somewhere down the road in the same village, where, heaven forbid, lived the 'bit on the side!'

We are paying the prize for getting 'civilized'.

Hey, what's going on here. Next thing you'll have me lying on a couch and charging me $200 per hour to spill my guts (and fantasies) out about schoolgirls' in socks, Lol and Lolita!

A little tittilation now and then never hurt a marriage. And good porn is like a good anything. A work of art! But 12 inch Mandingo -surely a fake!!?? C'mon, that really gives me an inferiority complex. Damn Afro-American frauds!
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art harun said...

Bro Don,

For you it's RM150.00 per hour. :)

Mandingo? Looks like they could hang some blue jeans to dry on his.

Anonymous said...

men should be taught dimana G-spot-nya !

PahNur said...

For 10 minutes, I thought you were talking about Malaysian politics. Then again there's no mention of the word "whores" anywhere. Our parliament have many whores trying out-fu...k each other. Alas! It dawned to me..oh, you were just talking about porn...

p/s thank god samy's no longer in parliament. It's traumatizing picturing him in doggy mode..ugh!!