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We’ve all watched porn. In fact, that claim doesn’t need to be stated in the past tense. We all watch porn is also true. Mostly because we’re men, and that’s what men do – at least according to one or two of the opponents of human rights for men and boys. But women watch porn too, because they’ve been mind controlled by the patriarchy, or something. Or, possibly because we’re all social animals, men and women, and the sight of other members of our species engaging in mating behavior – you know – that which propagates the species – is something we find fundamentally compelling. But in the pseudo modern context of the western world, this is called porn, and radical feminists tell us it’s bad, and so are we.
But radical feminists have their own porn. Radical feminist porn depicts an unreal fantasy world too, but not a fantasy world focused on sex. Radical feminist porn isn’t about the physical actualization of sex. It’s about a different kind of emotional gratification. However unlike sexual pornography, in which both male and female characters portray an unnaturally heightened sexuality, and an artificially exaggerated willingness to get naked and horizontal, in radical feminist porn, male characters demonstrate heightened willingness to kill, and to die for female whim.
And female characters are universally helpless. There’s another difference too, when radical feminists watch their pornography, with exaggerated male disposability, hyper violence, and cartoonishly inflated levels of female helplessness and non agency, they don’t realize that they’re watching porn.
Fortunately, James Huff and Girl Writes What are here to let them know, tonight on AVFM Radio.
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