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If profanity offends you, I recommend not reading further. If porn offends you, why did you even click here? This is not bait. This is a very frank discussion on porn. Maybe not as frank as it needs to be. This is about addiction, but not addiction. Not an addiction in the classical sense, but it can be that. Relationship to porn is not limited to males, but I would suspect the rates of males influenced by this thing is much greater than females, though if their males suffer, they suffer. Maybe because this is something we don’t talk about enough- unless there are emotions involved and people throwing accusations of being less emotional or loving or intimate or involved. I would argue, that position isn’t even close to being true. But, here we are- with this thing that is not going to go away. Society has a greater chance of removing alcohol and cannabis from society than porn.
My male friends and I were just discussing the affliction of porn and a couple of them recalled the time they got together for a porn burning ceremony, where they severed the ties of that which holds and committed to moving forwards less shackled.
Burning porn… Wow. I am not the only one! My porn burning sessions were alone. Fire was always the best way to guarantee I didn’t come back. I have filled dumpsters with magazines, stolen from doctor’s offices coffee tables, and dues given to the industry that we call media- innocuous stuff, glossy stuff, the stuff you can’t get to the clerk to pay your groceries without it being right in your face. I have gone…
