UNCLE SCUMBAG HATES PORN!!!  

scumbagalert101 48M
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1/30/2006 11:12 pm

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UNCLE SCUMBAG HATES PORN!!!


Why I Hate Porn

Well, it should be obvious to anybody with a fucking BRAIN why I hate porn ‒ it ultimately only serves to show me things that I can never have. Looking at porn is like obsessively pouring over photos of everything you want but can’t afford. Pornographic images are no different than, say, images of yachts, mansions, and expensive sportscars. Only a select few people in this world get to have and take advantage of such pleasures (which may actually not be very pleasurable at all). Half the time, I wasn’t even thinking about sex when I happen across pornographic imagery, but as soon as I see it a chain of events is set in motion and if I take the bait I can lose hours of valuable time, getting nothing of any value in return.

Another thing porno does is it leads you to heighten and exceed the natural limits of your sexual imagination until no longer are you dreaming of one girl with whom you can share the most basic intimacies. Porn makes you desire numerous women and fills your head with the most extreme exaggerations of “normal” (that is, realistically achievable) sexual behavior. You go from, “Gee, I wish I could touch her” to “Damn, I want to cum in her mouth while I shove a fifteen inch dildo up her ass.” This is just a simplification. I’ve seen pornos where one woman ingests literally pints of semen… PINTS! While scores of men violate her anus with their super large penises and foreign objects.

I’ve seen vomit porn, where the object is you gag the woman with large cocks until she vomits, only to continue gagging her for yet more and more vomiting, followed by an ejaculation in her mouth. I’ve seen a girl take a fifteen inch dildo up her ass. I’ve seen countless “gapers” (women who can flex their anuses until they remain open several inches, like a secondary mouth) who endure length violent anal intrusions. I’ve seen beautiful girls drinking urine. I’ve seen girls sucking urine from their anuses with a long, clear tube while an old man continues to piss in that orifice. I have seen just about every perverse act you can think of. The response I have to such displays is what I can only think to refer to as “morbid fascination”. I simply cannot believe what I’m seeing, yet I want to see more. More than that, I want to JOIN IN!

It would be different if the women involved in porn were ugly, used up prostitutes who had no other way to earn a living, but for the most part the women in pornography range from cute to absolutely gorgeous. Granted, most of them seem STUPID AS SHIT, but that doesn’t mean they have no other livelihood. The end effect of it all is that my sexual desires are heightened, yet not satisfied. The only recourse in such cases, of course, is masturbation. Now, this is a relatively healthy enterprise and a valid response to sexual arousal, but masturbation can NEVER truly satisfy you the way actual sexual activity with members of your chosen sex, and even THAT can be greatly lacking, ultimately unfulfilling and literally anticlimactic. Some people, of course, claim that one things pornography provides is arousal of sexual desire that can then be used in sexual activity with your spouse ‒ the tired old “marital aid” excuse. Another excuse that is offered is that “porn helps you find release for a build-up of sexual desire by giving you a context for your fantasies” ‒ the simplistic and largely inaccurate “blue balls” theory. The idea behind this second excuse is that if a man does not ejaculate on a regular basis that semen builds up in his system and causes his testicles to swell up and turn blue (a supposedly painful condition). Well, what about all those celibates out there who never engage in sex, why don’t their balls just explode, then? I’ve refrained from ejaculation for months on end myself and have found that at a certain point, about two or three weeks into it, whatever discomfort you experience (which is very slight, frankly) subsides and eventually this supposed “blue ball” effect disappears. It is a myth.

Contrary to all this garbage, what I find pornography does is it gives me unrealistic expectations. In fact, it gives me insane, unquenchable expectations and I eventually become consumed by sexual fantasies, becoming a boner-fide PORN ADDICT in the bargain. One of the things that everyone knows porn does is it makes it look like all women are on the make. Take popular porn series like Bangbus, for instance, where two or three jerks ride around in a van pretending to look for hot women on the street. Invariably, within a few minutes of looking they spot an extremely hot woman with a typical porno body, they ask her is she wants a ride, then once she gets into the van they talk her into having sex with them in the space of about two minutes. Before you know it, this woman, who just minutes before was just walking down the street, minding her own business, is sucking cock and/or being fucked up the ass and/or in her pussy by a man she doesn’t even know. The “happy ending”, of course, always involves an ejaculation of sperm into her mouth and/or face. Now, in the age of HIV/AIDs, do you ACTUALLY FUCKING BELIEVE THAT A WOMAN JUST WALKING DOWN THE STREET WILL GLADLY INGEST THE SPERM OF A MAN SHE NEVER MET BEFORE JUST BECAUSE HE RIDES AROUND IN A VAN ASKING WOMEN TO HAVE SEX WITH HIM AND HAS A TWO-BIT VIDEO CAMERA??!!

Clearly, it’s all bullshit. The fact that these Bangbus women pop up in many other porno productions proves that it’s all a set up. It IS, of course, TRUE that most, if not all heterosexual men would LOVE for this fantasy to come true. Day in and day out we see women on the street that we wish we could fuck, wish we could just roll down our window and say “Hey, baby, let’s fuck” and she will simply get into our cars or SUVs or whatever and let us do anything we want to her. Sure, I KNOW porno is supposed to be a fantasy world and the audience is supposed to know that it’s all just a set-up, a premise. But STILL, that does NOT keep us from then wishing all the more harder after seeing such videos that we COULD actually DO SUCH THINGS. At least on an unconscious level (I’d say it was totally conscious, frankly) videos such as these place in our minds the expectation that such exciting sexual adventures could come true. I mean, they ARE actually happening before our eyes, whether planted or not, and that makes them REAL in the only way they need to be. Judging from the quality of such productions, any jerk with a two hundred dollar video camera can make pornos. All you need is a few grand to pay the “actresses” and you’re home free. Doesn’t even matter if you ever release the videos or not.

As I said at the start, watching porn is like watching ads for Cadillac’s or watching millionaires count stacks of money, it can only ultimately excite and incite unquenchable desires for things that literally DO NOT EXIST for the vast, non-porn producing public. With the ease of accessing pornography on the internet the phenomenon of porn addiction has become more and more rampant. I, myself, have become addicted to it on several occasions. Yet always, without fail, the stranglehold of this addiction is broken when my obsessive fixation on and morbid fascination with pornography becomes so unbalanced with the growing frustration that it causes and leads, inevitably, to UNMITIGATED RAGE AND THE DESIRE TO UTTERLY DESTROY EVERYONE INVOLVED WITH IT. I can well understand how an evil killer like Ted Bundy could have believed that pornography was one of the inspirations for his murderous rage. Bundy, for all his schoolboy intelligence, was a supremely un-self-aware man who possessed not ONE iota of human compassion. Uncle Scumbag, on the other hand, while sometimes a raging LUNATIC filled with murderous RAGE, happens to be “blessed” with amply self-awareness and a great deal of compassion. I know that my rage is wrong. I KNOW that it is merely the result of the greed, perversion, and pathological lack of self-awareness of people in the porno industry and that it is all merely one of the most pervasive, destructive, frustrating (and, incidentally, most FASCINATING) aspects of human nature, specifically the force of desire and how it operates.

Like I said at the start of this BIZARRE EXPERIMENT (i.e., the origination of my Passion.com account and these blogs, etc.), we are the VICTIMS OF VAST IMPERSONAL FORCES. Well, we’re “victims” of it as long as we allow ourselves to succumb to it. I, for one, am tired of these impossible ‒ I said IMPOSSIBLE! ‒ demands that desire places upon me, especially when these desires have been GROSSLY AMPLIFIED by pornography to the point where the belief that these desire may one day be satisfied is ABSURD. Porn makes a fool out of me, just as our materialistic society makes a fool - and a fucking SLAVE AND ROBOT! ‒ out of me by selling me on the dubious benefits of owning a luxury car and the many other expensive trinkets that we’re told are the just reward of a well-lived life.

Still, it’s hard to stop looking at that shit, eh? I mean, those WOMEN! Those things they do, those wonderful, exciting things they do! I am torn between groveling, lascivious sexual desire and intense hatred and resentment directed both within at the core of my being and without at the people in society who seek to manipulate me. The end result is either a stalemate, where I am paralyzed by the unquenchability of desires that I cannot seem to let go no matter how futile I realize they are, or an implosion, where my futile desires collapse in on themselves and leave me completely ruined and exhausted. And that, ladies and germs, is just ONE reason why Uncle Scumbags HATES PORN (God help me, I do love it so).

(AGAIN, sorry for all the typos, I hope something in here makes at least a little sense, this was literally typed in the heat of rage)

LustyTaurus 48M  
21253 posts
1/31/2006 6:03 pm

You, sir, are a very curious individual. I am trying to decide if you are really as deranged and angry as you have worked very hard to sound, or if you are practicing for something commercially viable or just venting and entertaining yourself(and me a little to be honest!) I'm going to go with "you are really as deranged and angry as you have worked very hard to sound", just because I can.

I think all of us have desired the "porno moment" and some of us have lived it, perhaps not all of it, but some of it. And I can tell you, it is as good as it looks on TV, especially the group sex.

The thing with van sex is there are things in a vehicle you need to watch out for, like those knobs you turn to open the window, as well as where the seatbelts attach to the floor. They can hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. I know what you mean tho, I've never driven down the street with a buddy, offered a girl a ride and end up fucking her before the next block. The best I can talk about is walking to the 16th hole of the nearby golf course after I met a wonderful, sexy intelligent woman near closing time at a local book store. Of course, it wasn't two minutes, we went for coffee before we fucked on the golf course. The whole episode probably lasted two or three hours...but really, I wouldn't want the two minute thing anyway.

But, I digress. You apoligized in your rant, which means you care what we think on some level. I am sorry you are so frustrated and angry, I really am. Instinctively though, I believe that giving the women on here the impression that at any given time you could be Ted Bundy or worse, Steven Seagal on LSD, probably isn't helpful in your quest for sexual self-actualization. Then again, who am I too talk, I can only get my cum shots to go 6 or 8 inches, unlike our beloved porn stars. >>!

lustytaurus


rm_buzzbay99 51M

1/31/2006 7:20 pm

Best fucking blog on AdultFriendFinder by a longshot! Keep on rockin', scumbag!


scumbagalert101 48M
12 posts
2/3/2006 11:17 pm

Yeah, very much so like heaven - out of reach and non-existent... but somehow we can't shake that vision, no matter how silly. Erotic images on ancient pottery and the like going about as far back as anything else. The main explanations are something like it doesn't really represent gross (in the sense of non-subtle, not "disgusting") sexual activity but some sort of symbolism, or that it's meant as a marital aid or something. Thing is (and maybe I'm wrong in the head or just deficient in some way), that variety of action is ultimately unsatisfying in a monogomous relationship. Eventually, you get bored and if the field doesn't open up (not that you can't stay together, there's no contradiction between marriage and mutliple partners) those tricks just don't do the trick. Always gotta be something & someone exciting and new. As for "sex is a deep expression of love" or whatever; well, years down the road, as sex with the same person becomes boring (the "been there, done that" effect)love begins finding other things taking the central place of sex and sex takes more of a sideline. Is that a natural progression? Maybe, but when you feel you're not done with sex yet it's hard to let it slide away until you've somehow "conquered" it.

As for "dreaming," I guess that's what it's (porn, dat is) really about. Masturbation and fantasy is, of course, a valid, central sexual act or facet of the sexual experience, make no mistake. But when it's ALL you can do, when the porn reaches such an overload that the desires are heightened to the nth degree, and there is STILL no real life expression, no personal experience like what you're looking at, the prospect of masturbation in response to porn becomes like an insult, a direct attack upon your person. That's how I experience it anyway. The answer, the only one I can imagine, I suppose, is moderation, learning moderation. That was easy in the old days, when you had to brave a sleazy bookstore to actually purchase the stuff or at least ask some loser behind a convenience store counter for a copy of Swank or Spank or Shank or whatever. It kept the level down and you found other avenues. Seems strange, but the argument about "kids today just don't know how to use their imagination" now applies to jacking off. Used ta be, only genuine preverts could amass a huge porn collection. These days, with just a few free clicks of your mouse you can access hundreds of gigs of any type of porn you like (having trouble finding it? Try thehun.net then go from there, just a little advice from your scummy uncle) and anybody with a computer probably has more than any old style perv dreamed existed. It has just gotten...out...of...hand. Just another pun for ye there, no charge. So, steady as she goes, because if you get TOO obsessed with it (some obsession is expected) and keep your wits about you, you end up in exactly the same place as I am in right now i.e., "GRRRRRRRRRR!"

I only wish there were some REAL porn industry types out there reading this shit, ESPECIALLY WOMEN, because I would REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, VERY, VERY, MUCH like to speak with them about it, ask some pointed questions and whatnot. Don't worry, I won't bite... much.


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