Hi all,
Just wanted to say to those of you who are interested in local writing, the new issue of Bamboo Ridge will be released this week! I know because I’m in it!!! Woo Hoo!!!! So go get your copy and enjoy my story titled: “Try Wait. Let Me Explain.”
Let me know what you thought of it!
Laters,
Jenn
Not for younger viewers, but just random thoughts on this issue….. Comments are welcome.
Man’s obsessions with breasts
What is the fascination that men have with breasts? Particularly large breasts. It seems as if given an opportunity, any opportunity, they want to find a way to see more bare female breast, be it real or fake. Of course there is more than breasts. There’s the nice round ass of a teenager, and the act of sex itself that sparks up a men’s interest.
Take for instance a man who is happily married with two kids. He will find a window of five minutes in his day when the kids are in the shower or the wife is putting them to bed. In that tiny space of time, of course premeditatively, he would wake his computer from deep slumber and click on the existing bookmark for a page with women and their large breasts.
A number of things disturb me in this five minutes of glory. For one, the fact that this man is looking at porn is an issue in itself. But I’ve come to the realization that all men need some form of pornography in their lives. Especially those who are addicted to the internet variety. (Which brings me to a moot point: If someone pays someone else for sexual pleasure, that’s called prostitution. So if a person were to “subscribe” to a porn site, i.e. pay someone to see naked women in order to “get off’, would that be considered prostitution?)
What bothers me is that in these five minutes that he has to himself, out of all the possible activities he could engage in, he chooses porn. This tells me a little (or maybe a lot) about the character of this man. Especially if his five minutes turn to twenty due to the difficulty the wife has of putting down the children for the night. Instead of helping out his wife, he proceeds to concider himself lucky to gain that extra 15 minutes of boobs.
I can’ t help but wonder if this man finds it thrilling to do this infront of, but at the same time behind the back of, his wife. If I were his wife, I would feel a bit betrayed, and quite ticked off. But he assumes he won’t get caught. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” God, I hate that line.
Now, given the fact that eventually this man will be caught one day with thousands of copied pictures and video on his computer, he knows he has the perfect excuse: He’s a guy. This is what guys do. “Like hell it is.” Is what I would like to say, but I probably wouldn’t. Or how about the one: “Well it’s out there on the internet.” You have to click on it for it to open up, dumbass.
But my favorite has to be (and the one I’ll probably hear): “I’m just looking. It’s not cheating if you just look.” I can’t argue with that. It sucks that I can’t. But who’s to say you’re not thinking of those nice round pillows on a teenage pixie while you’re having sex with your wife. Who’s to say that you think of the thousands of girls you’ve downloaded and feel proud that you have quite the collection?
If this were my husband I wouldn’t know what to think. All I know is that no matter what they think, the wife always knows. And what she knows can definitely hurt her.
Interesting article:
http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m1608/is_10_20/ai_n6333053