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music and art can be just as purulent, harsh and carry just as much emotional baggage. Would you leave a Peter Sotos book lying on your coffee table when bringing a girl home from a first date?

DISCLAMER: (I don't personally own any Peter Sotos books)



I don't know anything about Peter Sotos. I wouldn't leave my dirty underwear on the coffee table either, but it just isn't the same thing as leaving porn there.

I cut out a big paragraph in that last post about my ex, her feelings against porn and her background. Her mother was an English professor at an ivy league university and she was an art history major. She was very accepting of all sorts of pornography if it was called literature or art and she was very open sexually, but she felt porn was "disrespectful".

Anyway, I thought of her because I respected her as a person and liked the fact that she was not into porn like me. It was the point in my life when I realized that I love pornstars, I could date a pornstar any day of the week, but that really ain't what I'm looking for. I may be wrong, but outside of XPT, I bet more guys are like me than not. For guys like that, take my advice, don't break out the Max Hardcore videos when your girlfriend asks you what type of porn you watch.






This gets into the realm of bringing up the same endless argument about what is considered art and what is considered pure rubbish with no redeeming social value. Where do you draw the line? Viennese Actionism? Marque De Sade? G.G. Allin?
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