A Toast To The Pervasiveness of Porn

In Sexual Shame, Vile Depths by Louisa Leontiades

Out of the many controversial posts on my blog, one particular post is an eternal favourite. It is of course, The Vagina Dialogues.

When I noticed the phenomenon, I went through analytics and was amazed by what I discovered. For it seems that people, all over the world, are typing ‘Vagina’ into their google search field and being directed to my blog post. I’ve searched on Google myself, and my page wasn’t on the first 36 pages and I didn’t have time to go further back. Which means, people have spent hours scrolling through Google search rankings to get to my post.

Since I imagine they are all searching for porn (odd since I would have thought they would use different – less medical – terminology), they must be pretty disappointed. The Vagina Dialogues, as the name implies is a feminist post about body image and self esteem and doesn’t involve double penetration, fisting or hot lesbian action… all of which is great, but very far from the subject matter of my article.

Top 5 search terms:

  1. Vagina
  2. Vaginas
  3. Gambar Vagina
  4. Women Vagina
  5. Pussy

According to Google’s DoubleClick Ad Planner, which tracks users across the web with a cookie, dozens of adult destinations populate the top 500 websites. Xvideos, the largest porn site on the web with 4.4 billion page views per month, is three times the size of CNN or ESPN, and twice the size of Reddit. LiveJasmin isn’t much smaller. YouPorn, Tube8, and Pornhub — they’re all vast, vast sites that dwarf almost everything except the Googles and Facebooks of the internet.

Just how big are porn sites?

I have always known that the primary use of the internet and the biggest driver mobile content sales is porn. Many of the technology companies I’ve worked for were created on the back of this demand. I’ve studied porn statistics for years since part of my job as a financial analyst is to forecast content demand for many high profile telecom firms. Yes, we talk about it in the board room with a straight face.

Some use it as a rich and healthy outlet for their curiosity, solo lovin’ and relationship spice. To my mind the use of porn isn’t a bad thing, even if the industry–for the most part–has questionable ethics.

But a disproportionate amount of porn lovers might be men who have actively created a paradigm like virgin/whore complexes and who have denied their womenfolk’s abundant capacity for sexuality. Those people use the internet to satisfy their sexual yearning even as they suppress it at home. In fact when you come down to it, the internet has liberated the power of our musky vaginas which were before stored under kiosk counters or on video tapes sold on the black market. Vaginas are out there like never before.

Given the recent difficulties of some men in the United States to allow women to say ‘vagina’ at all without denouncing them to the status of children, sluts or feminists I am amused to realise that the power of the vagina is as undiminished as ever it was; and even cheered by recent events that the word itself is being reclaimed by us women. From Naomi Wolf’s Vagina: A New Biography to the Pussy Riot fiasco, it seems that the vagina (or other lovely synonyms) is the face of our sexual awakening.

The way of the world is changing.

Many men have perhaps been focused too long and too hard on trying to cope with and control mankind’s existence by closing themselves off from us and creating rigid rules and structures (all puns intended). They fear the unknown. They fear what they don’t understand. They need maps, goals and logic to navigate. They fail to see that humanity and life is itself ungovernable. So instead they have grown accustomed to seeing the world as a strategic battlefield of attacks and defences. They’ve been the victim of their own self-fulfilling prophecies. They have been so concentrated on playing and winning these games that they have forgotten their hearts, suppressed their emotions and taken women by force to fulfil their deep need for nurture. They have been desperately unhappy. And they still fight to stay in their space of denial. We women haven’t helped our cause for the most part either. We participated in these games of oppression as a matter of survival, happily in our denial to quarrel amongst ourselves, adopt masculine-type methods and denigrate other women; those who work in the sex industry by choice or even those who have been used and abused.

Of course some men have not. Some men have recognised what it is to be whole. Those souls who match and encourage our force with theirs. But those weaker more insecure men who fought against us, fought because they feared the strength of their desire to be united with us; with our source. And for years in our own insecurity and weakness we’ve joined them. Believing that our vaginas are shameful. Five thousand years of oppression stemming from a fear of the vagina. Something without which, none of us ever would have been born.

Some may argue that pornographic material is too pervasive, that our society is fuelling the demand for an industry that destroys the integrity of women. Others may argue that the liberation of our sexuality in all its consensual forms is what it means to be a true feminist. I’m in the latter camp.

Because it is our time now to be a part of this rising, as our long since suppressed desires – which have been channeled into violence, abuse and hatred in the past – spill over into their natural outlet. I hope its the beginning of the end of women’s oppression. And maybe the ever increasing pervasiveness of porn is the vehicle which may finally allow our true power to be unleashed.