Porn Stars: A Tribute

I love porn stars. Perhaps an odd profession of love, but genuinely felt in today’s world of boundless entertainment opportunities. They are beautiful in so many ways, athletically fit and remarkably limber; they have dirty mouths and enjoy the sex. While not all of any group exists at the pinnacle of their aspirations, as in all fields some necessarily rise above their peers in absolute excellence of performance and those are to whom I direct this. The stars. The ladies so good at what they do, I can enjoy watching the same performance repeatedly, the sound of a single hand clapping in the forest of lust.

How could I not love women who love sex and are not afraid to show it, even share it? I have a high-functioning sex drive and am naturally attracted to those of like mind and feminine wiles. Those willing to bare everything so others can enjoy their carnal attributes are by my way of thinking worthy of our social regard. They make the biggest of sacrifices (their personal privacy and societal acceptance) for a bunch of jerks and a happy ending.

As I’m not into athletic competition, I can devote my spare attentions to the activity I find most compelling: sex. One of the aesthetics of porn I appreciate is the reality of it. In movies they pretend to fuck, in sports they are in constant competition. In porn they really fuck and are all on the same team, so everybody wins. Though individual responses necessarily vary, the fucking is real enough. Certainly as real as it can be in an induced environment, on camera, with people standing around watching.

No matter how much I learn, how much I understand, how deeply philosophical I can be, I am still drawn to the biological imperative. No matter how old I have gotten, I am still attracted to women, particularly women I find alluring, with the absolute understanding that we all find different attributes appealing. Porn stars encompass virtually all types of women (and men – though they’ll have to get their tribute someplace else) of all ethnicities, physical configurations and facial compositions, thereby providing something for everyone. In fact, if you can’t find a porn star or 20 that you’re attracted to, you might want to rethink the whole sex thing. It might not be for you.

I find these glorious women to be endlessly stimulating, and as one who delights in stimulation without end, we possess the requisites for natural affinity. I am drawn to people in touch with their sexuality, particularly women people, and porn stars for the most part are well in touch with theirs, and that of others as well. We take love where we find it, or it finds us. I find myself looking, like so many others, south of the heart, where I can get in touch with my inner feelings about my outer regions. Porn stars see me through.

Does porn present unrealistic situations with really ridiculously attractive performers, and create impossible standards for the unexceptional individual to aspire to? Absolutely, just like sports, motion pictures and live performance. It’s ultimately just people fucking, in some contortion or another, so it is unfair to hold it to a higher standard than its competitors.

Porn stars allow me to see gorgeous women and know for a certainty that they are superb fucks, because I have seen them fuck. Porn stars really throw themselves into their work, and especially their work into themselves. They give their all for our fleeting entertainment, expose themselves entirely for our gratification, endure the psychotic morality expressed by those dire souls terrified of sex in a culture steeped in it. They embody the personification of sexual excellence: women who want to have sex, who love having sex; active participants, not inactive recipients, enthusiastic and horny. They are women that men who want to fuck would want to fuck with. What can I say? I’m a man who loves fucking with a woman who loves to fuck, or if the occasion allows, with women who love to fuck. No sense being selfish.

As much as I love porn, I appreciate its social impact and understand its political objective which is to provide an easy, hands-on alternative to the embarrassment of rejection, the actual precursor to the do-it-yourself movement. Porn is used to isolate us categorically by kink and our web browsers tell the sundry collectors the tales of our perversities even though the wife must never know. By creating a mechanism that can reach people of all creeds or social demographic regardless of age or even cognizance and providing them endless access to porn, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, virtually for free, the internet’s purveyors assure us that we’ll be watching it. It comes to us through a private company’s phone lines and government servers. Believe me, if they didn’t want us to have it, we wouldn’t have it.

So why do they want us to have it? The interweb provided a great way for people to connect across great expanses of time and space. In this potential we could organize a better world without the awful people who are currently running it. Of course they knew this. So they came up with ways to get us hooked to being alone with our screen and electronic/imaginary friends and not face to face, mouth to mouth, pulling each other close, enraptured in human embrace.

Socially isolating us makes us easier to manipulate because most people don’t want their kinks broadcast, and in our social hypocrisy we condemn behavior in others we engage in ourselves, so out of necessity we remain discreet in our concupiscence. We are emasculated in the realization that the internet has revealed that the USA to be a nation of wankers. This leads to us closing in, reducing external relationships. The original wisdom was to get everyone familied up, in debt and obligated; people with responsibilities tend to rock the boat less. But suddenly the reality set in. 300 million is a lot of people to attend to and a lot of jobs to create.

Because contrary to their feigned morality and reverence to family, they really don’t want us to reproduce. And all that embracing stuff leads to fucking which leads to reproducing which leads to more people to have to figure out what to do with. How many millions of American jobs are in offices shuffling paper? Bureaucracy was invented to give a burgeoning middle-class (upper-poor) jobs that didn’t demand it muck about in physical labor. The cushy jobs were the wealthy’s way to endear the upper-poor to them, make them support their get richer quicker schemes with the promise that they too could be rich. If only they weren’t so poor. The point being, they’ve run out of make-work jobs and all that remains is a bunch of labor no one wants to do, so they really don’t need 300 million of us. Porn reduces birth rates by swapping virtual sex for actual sex.

Which I support. Fewer humans, fewer idiots and madmen/women. Porn stars remind me of the virtues of recreational sex and give me great and often crippling ideas to emulate. As I enjoy them naked and fucking, I tend to feel very intimate with them. When they die, I feel as if someone I knew died, someone I shared special moments with, and it makes me sad.

Porn continues to evolve as the medium becomes more mainstream and people become more accustomed to its ubiquity. Beyond the early stag reels, porn became an actual filmic medium in the 1960s with theatrical porn films and X-rated non-porn features. In the 1970s, video had become an affordable way to shoot it and the market expanded. By the 1980s videocassette players/recorders had found their way into millions of houses and porn found its way in too, the market exploding. The 1990s saw the upgrade to DVD and widespread interweb inculcation with product running from movies with fucking, vignettes with fucking, then less story-driven fucking as they dicked around with the nature of obscenity on high.

The turn of the century brought with it a notable change. 20th century porn was very touchy about bondage and penetration owing to the potential for unwanted penetration or torture implied. But soon the US went into all-out war on the world under the pretext of brutally slaughtering terrorism, the majority of which was supported by the same government, and that evolved as well. In that endeavor the USA sanctioned torture, breaking its treaty with the rest of the marginally civilized world. It was promoted on the Fox propaganda show 24. And all the sudden, bondage and total penetration became acceptable in porn. Tying someone up and fucking them in the ass? Doesn’t seem like a big deal when you’ve been watching it all day. Well, unless it’s your ass.

But this isn’t a treatise on porn, but a tribute to porn stars. They help us get our sex on by getting their sex on. Their pleasure, their orgiastic delight becomes our own. Their captivating eyes beguile us, their alluring smiles draw us in, and soon we are there with them, enjoying the bounties of physical perfection in the reaches of physical affection. They give us all they have, all they are, so we can come with them. They deserve our respect and love as does anyone we admire. We all need to have sex, the more the better, the better the best.

We can’t always have sex, but we still need to get off. I figure at least once a day for good mental and physical health. Bare minimum. It is our loving porn stars who help us climb that hill when there’s no one waiting for us at base camp. Just because they come to us for free, we should value them even more for their charitable contribution to our needs, and happily pay them for their efforts where we find them irresistible. They are there for us in a clinch and it’s a cinch we should be there for them too, for providing us with that thing we are so drawn to with endless gusto and good cheer.

Thanks Porn Stars! This one’s for you.

1/16/19 ArtAHammer