Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Won't be needing AP Bio for that

We are living in the golden age of pornography. Back when I was a kid, which was some decades ago, the only way to see dirty pictures was to sneak a visit the stationary store, which in our town was called "Ha Cha's". I'll never forget how shocked I was the first time I saw a man's mouth between a woman's legs.

We couldn't actually buy the stuff, however, so our curiosity had to be satisfied in tiny tastes, sneaking a peek at a top-row magazine and, once in a lucky while, snaring an old Playboy from someone's older brother. Nowadays, it's common knowledge that one click on the right URL will grant you a front-row view of any imaginable sex act, and many unimaginable ones. See e.g. twodicksinoneass.com.

Easy access to pornography has ultimately rendered it less shocking, more acceptable, and has moved the entire porn subculture into the mainstream. I know this is true because today while I was leaving the dry cleaners, I saw a mother and her 10 year old-ish daughter get out of a late model Mercedes.

The little girl's t-shirt?

"Future Porn Star".