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No, seriously, I found an article from 4 years ago on The Guardian. The full text can be found here, but here are some salient points for the ADHD crowd:

No doubt (though we'd never have admitted it then) my friends and I were driven to use porn through loneliness: being away from home, we longed for love, closeness, unquestioning acceptance. The women over whom we masturbated - the surrogate mothers, if you like - seemed to be offering this but, of course, they were never going to provide it. The untruths it taught me on top of this disappointment - that women are always available, that sex is about what a man can do to a woman - I am only now, more than two decades on, finally succeeding in unlearning.

David Morgan, consultant clinical psychologist and psychoanalyst at the Portman Clinic in London, which specialises in problems relating to sexuality and violence, describes this phase as "transitional, like a rehearsal for the real thing. The problem with pornography begins when, instead of being a temporary stop on the way to full sexual relations, it becomes a full-time place of residence." Morgan's experience of counselling men addicted to porn has convinced him that "the more time you spend in this fantasy world, the more difficult it becomes to make the transition to reality. Just like drugs, pornography provides a quick fix, a masturbatory universe people can get stuck in. This can result in their not being able to involve anyone else."

Men, say psychologists, also feel threatened by the "emotional power" they perceive women wielding over them. Unable to feel alive except when in relationships with women, they are at the same time painfully aware that their only salvation from isolation comes in being sexually acceptable to women. This sense of neediness can provoke intense anger that, all too often, finds expression in porn. Unlike real life, the pornographic world is a place in which men find their authority unchallenged and in which women are their willing, even grateful servants. "The illusion is created," as one male writer on pornography puts it, "that women are really in their rightful place and that there is, after all, no real and serious challenge to male authority."

Your comments, please?

mmmm M! Flapjacks! Well chile' not dose kinda flapjacks, th' ones off my old gramomma's iron griddle.

aunt jemina I am real glad you arent all uppity like uncle ben and is happy just to cook for us and not have to be a corporate ceo and all that 21th century hoo-haw!

I'm not convinced that this is a bad thing. I think in the end that relationships drain us more than they replenish us, and that if porn provides liberation than it can hardly be bad.

It makes them bored of their fat ugly wives that fuck like dead fish.

I learned how to maintain meaningful relationships with women by watching Donkey Punch.

Porn has desensitized me to the point where I don't understand why random, 'hott' young women refuse to have sex with me when we've only just met.

it is dangerous. a much better fantasy is that women do not like sex at all, but they are all so dumb, lazy and self-destructive that it is very likely most of them will submit to, whatever. stupid whores.

What does porn do to men?
Erections.

Meh...just another baseless and over-generalising argument. Does watching sports shows make men unwilling/unable to participate in sports? Does watching news/political programmes make men incapable of forming their own opinion or deciding which issues matter most to them? Does watching something like the Brady Bunch prevent or discourage men from having a happy family?

Everything affects everyone differently...no two people are the same, so to make broad all-encompassing proclamations such as the above is frankly nonsensical and counter-productive in the extreme...I could (for example) find out how many of America's worst/most prolific serial killers have been baptised and then pose the question 'What does baptism do to men?', but it would be wholly pointless, serve no real purpose and prove absolutely nothing.

Porn has turned me into a shell of the man I was, but that man was also a shell so nothing gained, nothing lost.

Fuck addiction, fuck dependence and fuck re-sensitization. Porn has never had any impact in my life -- positive or negative -- other than being there when I have wanted it. Just like a fine cigar I will not have it all the time, but enjoy the times I choose to indulge. It's as simple as that.