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Pornography, you will recall, dear readers, this is that gross stuff that you actually don't watch, and if at all, then only sometimes or practically by accident.
At some point towards the end of the first phase of puberty, at least in this country, people stop telling each other proudly which unimaginably hot things they have already looked at again or are planning to see soon.
This is roughly the period in life when boys (do you still say that today?) Stop informing each other about penis length.
I don't know what girls are doing there, although I had a younger sister.
Yesterday
Thomas Fischer, arrow to the right
Born in 1953, is a legal scholar and was chairman of the 2nd criminal division of the Federal Court of Justice.
He is the author of an annually revised standard short commentary on the criminal code and numerous other specialist books.
That was an awfully long time ago for me.
It takes place at a time when you couldn't even read about »Pornhub« or »xHamster« from Philipp K. Dick or Perry Rhodan and had to make do with the underwear section of mail order catalogs for urgent information needs.
From then to the level of knowledge of a 12-year-old seventh or eighth grader of the 21st century, it was, in terms of porn technology, a leap in knowledge like from
homo erectus heidelbergensis
to
homo neandertalensis
.
But not more.
Of course, in 1965 the parents also sacrificed a lot of life to keep their sons, who suffered from acne vulgaris and, after the first "intimate spray", smelly daughters away from the worst with educational expertise, love and regular violence.
But then they had
no chance
against the lyrics by
Jagger / Richards
or the
Troggs
.
Back then there were no really sophisticated crime statistics.
I believe, however, that the impression is not misleading that the number of sexual offenses in the 1960s was by no means lower than it is today, although access to so-called hard pornography is predominantly only near the train station, in northern European mail-order businesses and for people with high-quality pornography Coat collar.
There was a long discussion about whether pornography was cathartic, dulling, criminogenic or generally morally destructive.
Quite a few bishops turned gray and many a sex researcher retired from research on this question.
today
Today everything is different.
Except for pornography.
It is, as the Federal Court of Justice said in 1969, an "obtrusively coarse, distorting representation that remains without any meaningful connection with other expressions of life or uses intellectual content as a mere pretext for the representation of sexual behavior" (BGHSt 23, 40; "Fanny Hill" -Judgment).
That was already a further development of the decision of 1952 (BGHSt 3, 295), according to which it was important that "the shame and morality of normal people be injured".
In 1990, the BGH then recognized that pornography and art are not mutually exclusive and that the limits of the criminal law protection of minors depend on weighing up the individual cases (BGHSt 37, 55, "Opus Pistorum" judgment).
Even after 30 years, this latter message has not yet reached normal people, who usually continue to differentiate according to whether something is either art or porn.
This is a touching attempt to measure the volatility of a leap over the abyss with the standards of eternity, i.e. to bring the most concrete form of emotion with the most abstract form of communication under one content-related-qualitative hat.
It has failed for about 30,000 years.
If we take a quick look at the booklet pornography of the 20th century and ignore the Internet pornography of the present, we notice numerous differences, but also numerous similarities.
Obviously, the line has shifted between what could then be called "normal" without shame.
Does anyone remember the appearance of Hildegard Knef's pale chest for two seconds?
Russ Meyer, a kind of
Fritz Teufel
from Disneyland, was
raging underground
.
Today you don't have to sneak into the industrial area to see "Eve and the handyman" and
survive
the brief interludes of simulated
contexts of meaning
.
It is enough to google a bit in the »Bimbo« or »Barbie« world.
The notable difference, dear readers, is not the size of the silicone balloons known as breasts, and the rest of the refreshment equipment does not tear an experienced hobbyist and do-it-yourselfer off the stool.
Differences tend to be more gentle and creep into the emotional life from behind.
It is the objects that appear as human beings in the pornographic context and their connection to the world of what normal people call "normal".
In the sexual fetishization of the "Barbie" worlds, there is an obsession to depersonalize people (or oneself) as completely as possible and to shape them into usable things.
You can remove six ribs and have breasts sewn in front of your body like FIFA footballs, enormous vulva imitations in front of your mouth and rigid masks in front of your face.
People who do this are regretted or despised with a strange fascination, but at the same time integrated into everyday culture.
So-called icons of popular culture imitate the fetishizations and carry them into the hearts of little girls and boys:
tattoos, tits & asses
like those of Mrs. Minaj are not considered disgusting, but rather courageous authenticity.
The same goes for men: just compare Michael Jackson (the unnamed) with Fred Astaire, Kanye West with Muhammad Ali.
Apropos sport: sport has long been emancipated from itself in bodybuilding.
Generally, sentimental memories still give him a
meaningful connection
with performance, health, assertiveness, etc.
Building the body as a sport got to the point, however: an outsourcing of biological body functions to be operated by means of technical equipment without the slightest connection with any "other expressions of life" (see BGHSt 23, 40): Sport is the having of muscles without function , and competitions take place with athletes showing their bodies to themselves and others.
There is almost no better way to demonstrate pornography for stupid people.
The rest is more or less bearable.
You don't have to describe it.
It doesn't matter, because beyond all body orifices, body products and ejaculation records, nothing is achievable that cannot be experienced in a pig fattening operation or in a psychiatric hospital.
Man is just limited.
And once you've held a world championship in rapid fat eating, the pleasure cannot really be increased by a championship in drinking sunflower oil.
tomorrow
So now, after a century of pornography, in lust and passion and intimacy we haven't really achieved anything decisive, it seems to me.
With the Internet world, the whole force of the filth has caught up with us, which one tried to get over in a more or less silly or effortful way with the means of the moral postulates.
Of course that doesn't work, and on the fringes of dreams and chaos, the supposedly completely different ones, the "monsters", hang around for all the time: the hair men and meiwes, the cannibals and blood drinkers, the draculas, head cutters, virgin tears.
They came to us from the battlefields.
They burned children and raped millions of women of the vanquished, destroyed bodies and dismembered bodies, and let the juice of excitement run off their chins.
It's all there in the mind.
The fright too, of course, but with all the comfort that is possible.
Morality and human dignity!
Child protection and self-determination!
Identity and authenticity!
It's such a thing when epidemic death sweeps across the country and the bodies of the forgotten wash up on the beaches!
What does the ass of a porn queen tell us about the women from Aleppo?
The pietistic sex morality that has sloshed to us from the USA for 30 years pastes the pornography with a sticky slush of lies and silicone, huge tits and innocent little princesses, bigotry and crack, gang-bang and little boys in haute couture .
American Psycho.
So now you have found out, it is hard to believe, that content is available on porn platforms that might end up being dubious or forbidden!
Involuntary sex!
Sexual intercourse with minors!
Contempt for women, men and people!
What a surprise, what a shock!
But quickly put a stop to it!
Paypal and Klarna distance each other, and what
more are
the affectionate payment services with
context
.
It's a shame that Wirecard missed this moment!
Well, don't overdo it.
But honestly, dear readers: Have you ever had a doubt that any not completely stupid child can find any pornographic filth within a very short time and actually does it?
Did you really think seriously until last week that rape, abuse, disgusting and repulsive things cannot be found online?
If so, how did you come up with it?
It’s you yourself who are turning your inside out, or whatever you think is!
How can you build a world of fetishes and get upset about the fetishism of others?
A few years ago the columnist once wrote that a woman who was marketed as a product of pornography had "the job of showing off her silicone breasts."
For this he was insulted for years by so-called feminists for allegedly humiliating women, and especially authentic people taught him that women could "do whatever they want with their breasts." Holy simplicity!
But it's true, of course: Since everything around us falls apart here in paradise and the next "division of society" is the top excitement news of every day and you can no longer rely on anything, your own body is the last refuge of design and become self-empowerment.
I am what I feel!
We also punish child pornography and violent pornography and animal pornography and lewd staring and sexualised language and looking at the bare buttocks of minors and having sex dolls.
And they are really completely at peace with us and our sex machines and cannot understand what these Muslims are actually upset about.
So in any case, from now on you will no longer pay with PayPal at Pornhub.
That's nice news for the fourth Advent.
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