I have noted before, and it is no exaggeration, that when I was a young boy who first became aware of certain hormonal urges, my male friends and I would feed our need for sexual stimulation by perusing the lingerie pages of the Sears catalogue.
Page after page of bras and panties on pretty ladies was about the limit of our smut exposure.
And then Playboy appeared on the newsstands and they showed much more than the Sears folks did. Like the nipples that sat under those bras, and the fact that pretty ladies sat down on grown-up bums.
No mention of anything ‘down there’, however. That had to wait for the advent of Penthouse, which was quite unabashed about letting a fellow know that ladies had a pubic area. By that time I was already old enough to know that, so I didn’t find it all that remarkable that pubes should be on display.
Today, of course – and this is what I was leading up to – it is no holds or particular interest barred. Thanks be, needless to say, to the Internet. As a consequence, Penthouse has already gone under and Playboy (which today seems about as sophisticated as National Geographic is struggling to hold on. I forgot to mention, referencing NG, that when I was a kid, you actually could see pictures of bare breasts in that mag, but only if said breasts were on dusky-hued women. That, by the way, was just fine with us. Breasts were breasts regardless of hue.
The Internet makes ‘everything’ available for children of all ages. And not just static photos, either, but filmed action of people actually ‘doing it’, with all the huge number of options for ‘doing it’ graphically illustrated in little filmed vignettes. It doesn’t matter what your ‘special interest’ (won’t say perversion, that might seem judgmental) might be; you can find it on the Internet. Give it a try. Think of something kinky, raunchy or just plain disgusting to your sensibilities and punch in the words and you’ll find a cornucopia of references.
I don’t write this out of experience, you understand. OK, I have looked on occasion, but all in the name of science and sociology, y’see. But seriously, evidently the amount of time wasted in workplaces by porno-surfing is huge. That’s why a lot of businesses have been forced to restrict the computer access of their employees.
Now, I’m not being judgmental. Chacun a son perversion I believe, provided you’re not hurting anybody. At the same time, however, there is a psychological jading phenomenon that comes about to too much exposure to certain acts and behaviors. Initially this can lead to wanting more, but ultimately it can result in boredom, lethargy, or a desire to act out in real life with the belief that something is being missed in life. Such a manifestation can take a toll not only on marital or relationship contentment and fidelity, and also (sorry guys) on virility. Nothing can make you soft faster than being bored.
And frankly I do think this has an effect on young people who may not be ready for the wide-world of bizarre behavior. I know I wouldn’t have been in my teen and especially my pre-teen years despite the fact I was a tiny bit sexually precocious. I was limited in what I knew and probably blessedly limited in what I wanted to know at that time.
Sears’ panty-clad ladies were turn-on enough for me. But, we live in a much more overt society in which little is hidden. We also live in a vulgar and too often unseemly society. As I say, I am far from being prudish. In fact, I’m pretty cavalier about “the old in-out”, but I also believe that there is a time and that time comes when we’re sophisticated and informed enough to know what our personal standards are.
Most kids aren’t. A lot of adults aren’t. But, hey, porno’s a big business and it won’t go away as long as people troll in the neighborhoods.