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| "Porn is, at its root, sexual cannibalism". (Jonathon Van Maren) |
Porn is, at its root, sexual
cannibalism.
Think about it. Sex is supposed to
be two people unashamedly giving themselves to one another in love. Sex is
supposed to be all about the other person. That’s why, before our vocabulary
started becoming far more crude and truncated, we used to call it “making
love.” But watching pornography is the precise opposite of giving.
Pornography is someone sexually
consuming another for one-sided pleasure. That person exists only to fulfill
his pleasures, his fantasies, his satisfaction.
Sexual cannibalism.
That imagery becomes even more
vivid when you consider that over 88% of mainstream porn films contain physical
violence against women, 49% of mainstream porn films contain brutal verbal
abuse towards women, and much of today’s pornography is simply glorified rape
and sexual assault. There is something grotesquely cannibalistic about men
arousing themselves to the physical destruction of the feminine on screen.
There is something carnivorous about men watching women get violated and degraded
for recreation and entertainment.
After all, carnality, cannibalism,
carnivore, and carnage all have the same root word: Carnae, or flesh. Our
carnality, fleshly lust, is leading directly into sexual cannibalism—and the
carnage of the porn industry manifests itself in destructive or destroyed
relationships, shattered marriages, twisted minds, and broken porn stars.
Those broken porn stars, of
course, are simply collateral damage. They join the industry, often with high
hopes, and leave angry and cynical, if not irreparably diseased and suffering
from PTSD. But the sex-driven mob bays for more young girls, more flesh to
consume and discard. Do we even think, I often wonder, about the humans in the
pornography we watch? Does anyone ever wonder how they got there? Why they stay
there? How it impacts them?
Rarely, of course. Because if we
did, we’d stop watching.
Sexual cannibalism is our
culture’s addiction to the flesh of others. But as we know, cannibalism isn’t
healthy. And the evidence for this is everywhere.
For example, Covenant Eyes cited
in their 2014 statistics a number of conclusions about the impact of pornography
reached by the Journal of Adolescent Health:
An exaggerated perception of sexual activity in society
Diminished trust between intimate couples
The abandonment of the hope of sexual monogamy
Belief that promiscuity is the natural state
Belief that abstinence and sexual inactivity are unhealthy
Cynicism about love or the need for affection between sexual partners
Belief that marriage is sexually confining
Lack of attraction to family and child-raising
Add to that the fact that over 50%
of divorce cases now involve one partner being addicted to pornography, and it
seems that pornography acts towards marriage and family much as a suicide belt
would. One of the more common lies is that pornography can help a marriage—a
statement completely belied by every piece of available information. It reminds
me of a horrifying but revealing piece published by The Guardian earlier
this month, entitled “A letter to
my ex-husband, who preferred porn to me:”
Porn ruined you. Ruined us. When
people asked, shocked, how I could leave such a funny, clever man, father of my
children – “a good earner” as my mother put it – what could I say? I said it
was me. My fault. I’d changed. Only it wasn’t me. It was your love of porn that
slowly diminished my love and respect for you and destroyed my self-confidence.
I couldn’t tell them and I’ve never said it straight to you but you must know,
you must remember those conversations. The rows…
We were about six months in when I
found your stash and I picked it up smiling – “Boys will be boys” – expecting
Penthouse Pets, Readers’ Wives etc but found women so mutilated by beach-ball,
supersize-me, fake breasts that their eyes registered pain where their pouts
pretended otherwise.
I felt it was mutilation. I wept.
You shrugged off my arguments – “They get paid. It’s their choice” – and
dismissed my arguments about exploitation as unchecked radical feminism…
When computers came, you got
better at hiding it. You could no longer have an orgasm with me and blamed me
and childbirth but I now know you had a case of the Prisoner’s Hand.
Then your hints began. Could I
wear more makeup? What about those white-tipped nails? Had I ever thought about
breast implants? I hadn’t. Wouldn’t. …
There were words for what we did
but it was never making love. ... There was never intimacy in what we did and
in the end I stopped wanting sex. Not that you wanted it with me anyway.
The letter goes on much longer, a
heart-breaking autopsy of a marriage destroyed by pornography. Anyone who has
done any anti-porn work has spoken to wives and girlfriends, many of them
appalled and upset by what they have found their husbands or boyfriends looking
at, and completely at a loss as to what their reaction should be.
There is hope and healing at the
end of porn addictions—if those addictions come to an end. I know of many
marriages that have weathered the porn plague, and many beautiful, trusting
relationships that have rooted pornography out and placed protections in place
that keep it at bay. Covenant Eyes has a number
of phenomenally helpful e-books addressing virtually every
aspect of porn addiction and recovery, which tens of thousands of people have
found to be literally life-saving.
We just need to realize that
engaging pornography is essentially playing Russian roulette. As philosopher
Roger Scruton said, “Those who become addicted to this 'risk-free' form of sex
run a risk of another and greater kind. They risk the loss of love, in a world
where only love brings happiness."
Source: LifeSiteNews.
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