Civilized Man.
I love porn. Civilized man has nothing that is more essential to sustaining his mental health than his pornography. The biggest problem facing civilized man is that sometimes-basic human emotional needs are neglected like the male need to deposit ejaculate in or on as many beautiful women that he can possibly encounter in a lifetime. Well, civilized man can no longer spend his days eating fruit and fucking girl after girl until his cock is sore. Civilized man has “mating rituals” that must be observed.
Civilization is not always a good thing. It is this “civilization” thing, which is the reason why Soccer games in Europe and Africa are synonymous with fatalities.
Somehow this illusion of civility has attempted to reduce the natural rivalry of two countries that have hundreds of years of tattered history between them to kicking a leather ball into a net. It’s not going to happen.
Porn is good. Porn allows men to vicariously be one with our male nature, devoid of any and all guilt and still be a respected member of the local school board, a Pastor in the local church, director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations or a member of the United States Senate in the morning.
There is no society more civilized than the Star Trek world. All I have to say is that they better not ever invent the holodeck in my real life. If there was a holodeck civilized man could fuck all the women that he wanted as much as you wanted, whenever you wanted and it would never be cheating on your wife.
Every single perversion could be indulged to your hearts content with zero human suffering. Think about it, the holodeck would be to women what Napster is to music. You want it you got it. You would see a woman that you wanted to fuck, like your traditional fantasy types, your “best friends older sister”, or your “best friends wife”, and you would be banging her no sooner than you could get naked on the holodeck. And since we are tossing in sci-fi technology how about we toss in that thingamajig from “Strange Days” so you could record it. Yeah that is a nice thought. Keeping the day you fucked Trish Stratus and Carmen Electra on digital for prosperity and the best part is that you never cheated. It is nothing more than a glorified high tech jerk off session. Finally a solution to the problem of monogamy, another evil of civility.
