Pro-sex feminist - how to feel less threatened by porn?
August 11, 2005 11:13 PM
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I'm female, sex-positive, and a feminist. Help me deal with my residual issues about porn.
In abstract principle, I would consider myself pro-porn in the sense that I believe (as with sex) that anything that goes on between consenting adults is acceptible. But in actual practice, it's way more complicated for me.
I came of age (literally and politically) in the 80's when the anti-porn feminist model was still the dominant one - you know, porn is always exploitative/sexist/degrading, etc. Before that, when I was a kid, one of my 2 experiences with porn was finding it in the woods (just like that recent AskMe thread!), showing it to a friend, having the friend tattle, and getting into major (humiliating) trouble. The other experience was finding a couple of Playboys (yes, I know, very tame!) in my dad's closet around the time I found out he had a brief affair with a colleague.
I think in my mind these two incidents turned into the equation that not only did porn = bad, but also porn = cheating. So then in college all those negative feelings were just confirmed with the porn = exploitation brand of feminism I encountered.
For the most part in relationships, the question of porn never came up - I just assumed (naively) that as long as we were regularly having sex, my partners didn't look at it or only looked at it rarely. This changed when I lived for several years with someone who had a genuine problem with it - he viewed it for several hours a day, ran up huge bills for phone sex/pay-per-view/etc., apparently preferred it to intercourse (despite my high interest in actually having sex), etc. So that confirmed the sense of it being something that was detrimental to a relationship, even though on an abstract level I had rejected the "porn is morally bad and anti-woman" framework that I had been brought up with.
I'm now in a new(-ish) and wonderful relationship (including frequent, mind-blowing sex) with someone who is open about the fact the he views porn regularly (I don't know how "regular" that is -- I have resisted the impulse to go through his closet or check his browser cache, etc., because I refuse to be That Girlfriend Who Checks Up On Him). As I said, in principle I'm fine with its existence - frankly, i'm even curious about it myself. I just have a hard time shaking this gut feeling that if he's looking at porn, it means he wants something other than me. Logically, I totally understand that's not the case -- but emotionally? I still feel scared/insecure/threatened by it.
Men (and pro-porn women!), help me out here. Please note that I am NOT asking for ways to make him "give up" porn. I'm looking to understand its role in men's lives that cuts against this "me vs. them" feeling that I guess I'm locked into. And yes, I'd like (and expect eventually) to talk about this with my partner - I just know that this is my own baggage, and I'd like to hear from others first to help me approach it positively. Suggestions for feminist pro-porn resources (books, discussion boards, etc.) welcome too. Thanks - and sorry for the huge! hot! throbbing! post.
posted by anonymous to human relations (29 comments total)
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Porn, for me at least, serves as a surogate for when I'm not able to obtain sexual satisfaction from a real life other person. The key word here is surogate. Maybe your friend views it differently.
Perhaps ask him what kind of visual imagery he appreciates? Maybe compare and contrast what he appreciates before he was with you, and now that he's with you - it's possible that he has ... (I don't want to say kinks) triggers that he likes.
If those triggers are in the same vein as why some porn can be considered "legitimately" "bad," then... but maybe he likes lingerie or stockings or submission or foreplay or boots, or something that his sexual relationship with you hasn't (yet?) explored and that you might be interested in persuing?
posted by PurplePorpoise at 11:26 PM on August 11, 2005