By EM RUSCIANO
I was chatting with a friend of mine last week about the hard hitting topic of the the apparent return of 70’s pubic hair (the bush is back guys, get on board) and quite naturally the conversation drifted towards porn. I innocently asked my lady pal what adult websites she had visited to which she replied: “I’m a good girl! I don’t watch porn!”
Say what now?
This girl works all day on-line, on the internet. I can’t believe that not ever once, her off clock perusing hasn’t found her at an adult sexy times site?
We all agree that the intent was invented for easily accessible porn right? I’ll also accept cat videos as another reason.
I pressed her further, “What do you MEAN you don’t watch any porn?”
“I’m a good girl, I don’t watch that stuff. Eww, gross.”
I’m not saying I put in hours upon hours of P-time, for me it is a special occasion food. Up until now, I didn’t consider myself a “bad girl” for not being against watching online adult entertainment.
As we speak I’m typing this resplendent in a unicorn onesie having just dropped my children off to school. I am not exactly the picture of depravity now am I? The onesie isn’t even crotchless!
Now I’m worried this is a thing. Is it a thing? Is my nonchalance towards porn a thing?
Also, what do feminists think of porn? Do feminists watch porn? Am I now a bad girl/misogynist supporting the exploitation of women in a male dominated industry? Am I placing unnecessary expectations on women to be hairless and overly enthusiastic when their man produces his wang? (On a side note, that is one of the things that does annoy me about this type of cinema. The reaction of the women to the man’s bits, like its a wonderful, unexpected surprise. Lady, you are in a latex, medical-themed leotard. Surely you knew this was going to happen?!)