Posted on 11/27/2012 5:09:42 AM PST by IbJensen
November 26, 2012 (LifeSiteNews.com) - It was in the mid 90s that we began to hear a whole lot about this new thing called “the Internet,” which could answer all of mankind’s deepest questions. At around the same time I hit puberty and began to spend my time moping about pondering the age-old riddle of what, exactly, women look like underneath their clothing.
Evidently at some point I put two and two together and punched the appropriate keywords into the prehistoric version of Google, with spectacular results. So far so good, and if it had stopped there, the experiment might have been innocent enough. But there was a catch. Like most who have played the peeping Tom with porn, I found that my curiosity wasn’t satisfied. On the contrary. I had only learned what this woman looked like. But what about all the others? Obviously I needed to see a few more examples.
And thus was an addiction born.
For the next ten years or so, I would fight a sometimes-desperate fight with this devil – for devil it is – with occasional successes, and more failures than I care to remember. And but for the grace of patient and loving parents, the influence of a remarkable woman who is now my wife, and a resurgent relationship with an all-merciful God, I shudder to think down what dark paths it might have led me.
I confess that it is not easy for me to make this admission. The most enthusiastic evangelists of the sexual revolution are wont to argue that the solution to shame and guilt is to speak more openly and casually about sex, as we might about the weather, or our health. Never mind that no one is convinced, because in our heart of hearts we know that sex is not the weather, is not our health – that it is something infinitely more strange, more powerful, more beautiful, and that no amount of chattering about it will ever completely deaden that sense of shame that comes from abusing it for our own selfish ends.
However you slice it, a porn habit is a rotten thing.
But there is a kernel of truth in the lie. Shame, when buried in our psyches, can become as a worm in the core of an apple, eating away at us from the inside. For many years, I believed that I was essentially alone in this fight, that I was one of a rare breed of villainous good-for-nothings who was so enticed by this forbidden fruit. It was only much later that I learned that I was but one of millions of my generation who had unwittingly stumbled upon the magic lamp and summoned the evil genie, with the power to grant us our most private fantasies, and who demanded nothing in return but our innocence, our self-respect, our freedom, and our happiness.
We all know the figures, and so I will only mention a few of them: that the average age of exposure to hardcore pornography is now 11 years old; that around 25% of all internet searches are for pornography; that 70% of men aged 18-24 visit porn sites in a typical month; that pornography use among women is growing astronomically.
And the problem is only getting worse. With the Internet creeping even into our pockets through our smart phones, and with porn increasingly spilling over into mainstream culture, it has become more and more difficult to drown out its siren call. Truly, there is, in the whole history of the world, no precedent for what we are now witnessing – the ready availability of explicit, hardcore pornography, with all of its vicious and violent perversions, on demand, in private, even by children.
In such an atmosphere silence is fatal. My generation, and the generation just reaching adolescence, cannot afford to receive their information on sex exclusively from those who stand to profit from their addiction. And when addiction does strike, they cannot afford to feel that they are fighting the battle alone, or, even worse, fall prey to the lie that there is no battle, that porn is “normal,” even “healthy.”
And so, we who have fought and are fighting this fight must slough off the natural embarrassment that surrounds all things sexual and speak up: not, as the pornographers may hope, in order to normalize our addiction or rationalize it away, but in order to provide encouragement to one another and to affirm this truth: that pornography is a plague upon our generation, a devil in our veins, and that it must be exorcised before it reaches our heart and destroys our capacity to love once and for all.
“t’s even WORSE when a grown man like myself dresses up as a young girl, 17, 16.”
Which of course raises the question: When you are all dressed up would you hit you?
The author did not call on a Taliban force to stop pervs from going down the sexual twisted road of porn. You did, however. Do you have that big of a problem that you think the only way to get control of yourself is through an American Taliban?
Or maybe you are just mad that uppity people are talking about the downside of porn addiction and the up-side of virtue and so you compare them to the Taliban in an effort to shut them up? Kind of like liberals calling everyone who disagrees with them racists.
Let me guess. You are a liberal-tarian.
It’s fascinating how much mileage Satan gets out of bad porn. Actually, let’s be honest. “Bad porn” is redundant. Most of this stuff is not anything you’d care to see, watch or listen to if it didn’t involve people doing sex.
(No! Bad Rich! (What’d I say?))
** You don’t think people had weird sex before porn? **
Dude, if someone wants to masturbate while watching beastiality, necrophilia, group sex, pedophilia, or lactating anorexic bimbos, they can knock themselves out. It’s none of my bidness as long as it’s not a coercive paraphilia that involves a nonconsenting person. Nor will you ever find me preaching to you or anyone else about sexuality.
Most porn addiction isn’t about sex anyway, or at least it’s not “The Problem.” It’s just a symptom of the problem, which is sucky communication patterns between 2 people that makes them drift apart emotionally over time.
(Notice I said “addiction,” which implies that one is dependent on the activity and cannot stop. That’s not the same thing as simple “participation,” so don’t get your whitey tighty panties all in a knot. ;)
Actually, you can take pedophilia off that list. Anyone who participates in child porn in any way whatsoever should be shot.
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