Coming to an Understanding

Under my supervised release order, I am to undergo therapy. I wrote about meeting my counselor in this post. I wrote here about some qualms I had about that meeting and confusion over the idea of using porn. 

Reading Annie Lord's What has growing up watching porn done to my brain – and my sex life? in The Guardian gave me an insight into how different was my life. I never thought of watching adult films. I never tried viewing them on a phone. I always thought them too artificial to be educational or stimulating. They did get better when put on fast forward - they were amusing. I knew a guy 20 years ago where people would hang out smoking crack who started running adult movies to get people uncomfortable enough to leave rather than stimulation, which was effective, but I doubt its effectiveness for the generation described by Ms. Lord. Me and the people I knew got a different education by reading the likes of Xaveria Hollander: how to please one's partner so that you could keep them coming back for more. 

It seems to me all this viewing of adult movies from an early age has created legions who fo not understand the difference between reality and fantasy. I am now tarred with that brush - another unintended consequence of my actions. We may have people who do not recognize the momentary titillation of doing the forbidden is one thing but have adopted the artificial for the authentic. Widening the lens, perhaps this explains the rise of Donald Trump.

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2/12/22