Six degrees of smut

It's amazing. Late at night when following blog liks, it's surprising how easily and quickly one ends up at porn sites.

Apparently, through a friend's blog, I click once, -I'm at her blog, I click again and I'm in hardcore porn (this is without ever searching for porn through regular channels...whatever they may be). It seems that once again, even though you may find amazing minds, incredible writers and clever political analysts,-at the end of the day they're all still obsessed with sex.

If the orgasm is indeed the pinacle of human existence, I'm just going to top myself.

We've been mating for thousands of years people,-why are we still so obsessed with seeing images of other people inluging in pre/actual/post activities? I mean, it doesn't differ all that much (unless you go B & D or fetish). Pudenda are pudenda. The physiological reactions are pretty much universal. What is the fascination? Are we that bored/disconnected/desperate for stimulation?

Surely this 'obsession' that seems to be so pervasive can't be a good thing? Are we all in fact living in a huge sexual drought and can only get satisfaction through voyeurism?

I guess this touches on the discussion I had with McKinley in my old blog re: Males and porn. I wonder how many others out there are starting to feel that they're quite abnormal due to a serious lack of obsession with sex.

This actually worries me into sleeplessness. Last night I finally managed to fall asleep at about 4.30am (I went to bed at 1). It has been suggested that I express affection through food in preference to physicality. Well, at least food provides infinite variety and (when vegan and healthy) can't actualy cause harm to anyone.

I just don't know anymore. The seedy underbelly is all too prevalent,-I wonder how many people I know and respect actually spend a vast amount of their energy on thinking about/fantasizing about/planning for/watching sex. Goddammit. I really hate this.

This whole thing is insane. Why isn't there some kind of outcry? Why do we accept the hyper-sexualized society that is impressed upon us daily? Why do I feel deficient in this climate when I am in most respects a reasonable and useful member of the human race?

Any honest responses gratefully received.