The Writer's Life 9/30 - Complicated

Pornography has reached the pinnacle of its evolution in Lisa Ann: drop dead gorgeous, intelligent, shrewd, positive, supremely self confident and assured, guiltless, a sort of uber-woman. Future queens may be her equal but none will be her superior. Is there anyone more representative of societal change? Would even a Superman conquer, return her to the straight and narrow? She has 650,000 followers on Twitter -- unbelievable! I’d quake in her presence. These thoughts have kept me up the past few nights, mind afire. I was hesitant to express them for fear of leading young women astray. How laughable. Since the dawn of the internet, porn has emerged from the underground, skyrocketed into the mainstream, and become an avalanche of increasing momentum. Is it a positive or a negative? Certainly, it is a boon economically, a multi-billion dollar business. Overall, maybe it’s somewhere in between, as is so much of life, but maybe that just rationalizes my fascination with it. I’ve debated it to death inwardly, amazed at how it can dominate my otherwise conservative nature. I’m writing this at 4:45 AM, having given up on getting any sleep.
Recently, the daughter of an old friend mused on Facebook how wonderful it was to be sitting in her backyard watching her children frolic and how she wished she could freeze time. It was so touching, and I was thinking how lucky her husband was to have such a prize. At the opposite end of the spectrum, I also dub as “lucky bastards” the men who work with the women of porn. Then again, there may be porn divas out there who watch their children at play and think the same as my friend's daughter. Married swingers must. If I’d been blessed with a daughter, I would not have wanted her in porn, although I’ve watched thousands of people's daughters participating in it, which makes me a hypocrite, and telling myself all of us are hypocrites in certain ways offers little comfort. Life does not conform to A or B. It’s A to Z, especially in this the most diverse country, socially and ethnically, the world will ever know. Freedom seems to make it more, not less complicated. Forgive me for saying this yet again, but the species is endlessly fascinating.

The floating book shop was sidelined today. I would have taken a shot if I'd been able to score a reasonably close parking spot that would have allowed me to scramble out of the rain, but it was not to be. I'd missed only one day since early June, my godchild's birthday. If the forecast goes the way of the worst case scenario, I may not be selling books until Tuesday, by which time I may be in a strait jacket. My thanks to Zoom Panel surveys, which sent me a $20 CVS gift card.

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