NOTE: Due to the swelling of engorged perv traffic generated by this post, I have removed the photo and links to the teen “modeling” sites. You fucking morons.
Today’s regurgitational: perfectly legal proto-porn “modeling” sites consisting of pre-teen nubiles costumed in dude-sex-fantasy-wear striking lascivious poses. Pervs with hard-ons for fourth-graders subscribe to these sites just like they subscribe to any other porn site, but apparently, because the kids aren’t fully naked or dismembered or taking it up the ass—at least in the photos— the law doesn’t consider it kiddie porn, or even exploitation. It’s a “gray area.”
The lip curls. The laugh is mirthless.
To recap: Regular readers will recall—not necessarily fondly—my fairly ceaseless discourse on the myth of women’s “empowerment” as expressed through the “right” to appeal to male fantasy by appearing naked or dismembered or taking it up the ass on camera; my view is that if women’s orifices were not universally seen as the property of male prurience, porn would cease to exist and sex would just be sex. I further assert that if so many of the women in the sex trade weren’t trapped there because the dominant culture has deprived them of opportunities to exist outside the sexbot continuum, pictures of humans fucking would have all the exciting titillational allure of photos of copulating slugs.
But our culture’s fascination for dominance and submission turns women into commodified fetish objects. This means sex isn’t just sex, it’s the eroticization of a culturally enforced power differential. Women aren’t fully human, but are instead just a collection of moist holes into which men not only can, but must ejaculate their hatred, their frustration, their fear, their crushing sense of inferiority, and whatever other vulgar impulses drive them to dominate anything that moves. Hence three honky college boys got no problem raping the black woman they paid to subserviently fluff their boners. Honky boys raping black women is a venerable American custom.
Although without its issues of caste and race the aforementioned rape wouldn’t have been so prime-time sensational, I blame the patriarchy’s beloved pornocracy for the fact that it happened at all. Even so, I am, with certain niggling reservations, against an outright ban on porn, since banning things never makes them go away, and in fact often seems to have the opposite effect. Along those lines, I regularly toast the possibility of the decriminalization of prostitution. Since the Twistolution is unlikely to transpire, the next best thing would be to take the criminal focus off the prostitutes, whose choices, compared with those of the male fucktards who pay them to do the humiliating shit to which few fully sovereign beings would submit for free, are ridiculously limited, and to start holding sex consumers to account for cultivating their own degraded humanity.
Of course, that’s not gonna happen either, because where pussy is concerned, sick fucks masquerading as authoritay figures make the rules.
These sick fuck rules appear to guarantee a man’s right to the aforementioned prepubescent protoporn. Goddammit, I fucking draw the line at the sexploitation of nine-year-old girls. I note, after washing down an ativan with a large glass of Spanish rosado to steady the old obstreperal lobe, that nobody on the planet has less power than a female child, and that this “modeling” crap is some of the most supremely bogus shit I’ve seen. I have no qualms asserting that criminalizing this craptacularly repellent bit of “freedom of expression” would scratch a major a patriarchy-blaming itch here at Twisty HQ.
Who are the parents of these little arch-backed Ambers and Jessicas, and why do they think it’s okay to parade them around in their underwear before an internetful of pedophiles? Of course. It’s for “college money.” It’s to promote their “modeling careers.” It’s to (I kid you not) share recipes for “an excellent salmon dish.”
As an aside, I would like to point out that I had a hell of a time figuring out how to label that photo without turning it into a perv magnet. You can’t type the word “girl” into a search engine and not get porn, and you can’t label a photo “exploited girls” without sending out a siren call to the world’s greasy little salivating pencil-dicks. In the end I decided to call it “sweat socks.”
As another aside, I would like to remark that my questionable decision to link to these sites is going to cost me my appetite for the next day or two.