I'm gonna rat out some people here.
Naomi Wolf writes that "the whole world, post-Internet, did become pornographized."
David Amsden calls pornography "the 'wallpaper' of our lives now."
Back to Wolf, pornography has made "real naked women . . . just bad porn."
Reading Wolf's "The Porn Myth" the first time, I didn't really agree that the world had become "pornographized." Maybe some statistics would've helped, I thought, in casting some light on the popular belief that EVERYONE DOWNLOADS PORN. I myself don't believe EVERYONE DOWNLOADS PORN, and I'm not just referring to geriatrics afflicted with technophobia. Statistics lie, I told myself--no help there. In terms of the "pornographizing" of the world, of porn being cultural "wallpaper," well . . .
Isn't there a clothing line called Porn Star?
Seen the ads for Axe Body Spray, and the ways the proposed "Axe Effect" will force women to dogpile on top of some guy?
Strolled down the Film Studies aisle of the bookstore lately? Porn stars are writing autobios these days--one in particular wrote Make Love Like a Porn Star.
America's Next Top Model? Alright, this falls more in line with Wolf's The Beauty Myth, but think of the logical evolution in programming implied. Class, can you say America's Next Top Porn Star? Network? Cable? YouTube? You decide.
I can see the "wallpaper."
So can the people I'm gonna rat out. They see a lot of it.
I can't name names, but I know people who watch a lot of porn. They've got porn libraries. They've met porn celebrities. They've got autographs.
Before I go on, let me say I don't know these people closely. I don't hang out with them or anything. I don't want to, and I don't. I do know some of them are married.
And I wonder if they see their wives as "just bad porn." They've met porn celebrities, remember. What could make "real naked women" less real?
Can the "real women" measure up to the spectacle?
It's hard here not to think of Debord declaring "everything that was directly lived has moved away into a representation."
Pornography makes sex, once something "dirctly lived," a representation, a spectacle. Detached, separated, sex no longer represents a connection. This is truly sad. What a waste.
Maybe we should take a page from the Book of Debord--the Situationist Book--in order to "find each other again erotically."
SITUATIONISM--to unleash a free and spontaneous creativity leading to a revolution in everyday life, i. e. to break out from the bonds of the spectacle.
Perhaps freewheeling displays of public sex--in the name of spontaneous creativity, natch!--would snap the ties of pornography and re-establish eroticism.
And maybe not. With everyone packing camera-phones, it'd just add up to more spectacle.
And before long we'd just call it more pornography.
Sorry, Wolf.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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