Sigh. There's an article in a very very popular magazine about this generation's exposure to Internet porn. Okay, okay, okay, I get it, and mostly, I agree: too much, too soon, no control, blah blah blah. And while you're at it, please make sure any spawn of mine don't get to see private security staff killed and mutilated in Iran, okay?
Here's the thing that made my brain burp: the article quotes a 25-year-old guy who blames his exposure to Internet smut for his lousy treatment of his high school girlfriend. (Gone are the days we blame Marilyn Manson for our loutish behavior, eh, knaves?) The article says he's been online for 13 years...aka, 1991.
That's a pretty Web-savvy individual. Speaking as someone who got on the Web in early 1995, I do have to wonder exactly what the kid was looking in those long-gone days: nudes made up of ASCII text? And given the baud rate back then, wouldn't it take, um, about two hours for you to see a whole naked lady anyway?
Just my two pixels.
posted by Martha @ 3:02 PM
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