Pornographic Ice

I read that pornography can be defined as events without context. The ”stories” that surround the xxx scenes are decorations. They can be compared to the attributes of TV-wrestlers. The wrestling contains no real fight and the sex scenes contain no real passion.

This definition of pornography can be applied to a wide range of published events, whether a magazine dealing with home furnishings or a news article. The report that take us into the home of X, for example, tell us nothing about X’s home life, but allow us to mentally masturbate on luxurious furnishings as though they were big-breasted porno stars in ultra high-heels.

There’s no danger of enjoying an occasional isolated or sensational event, but a steady diet of this junk can harden the arteries of thought.

Where is the ice on the picture above? Are they massive formations in a cave or tiny samples from the crevice of a rock? Are they the temporary formations from yesterday’s weather or relatively stable objects of an arctic climate?

Perhaps they symbolize formations in the mind. Lack of context in our encounter with the world can have a chilling effect on the intellect.

“Pornos is a sweaty cheese sandwich with a warm soda.
Eros is wild strawberries in cream
with a pinch of salt from a sun-warmed neck.”
Dartwill Aquila

(Tomorrow: Specially Naive about Law)