Let’s talk porn, in honor of my two recent posts on the sub­ject thanks to io9, the scifi (not syfy) site I read every day. They are part of net­work of sites that cover var­i­ous sub­jects, one of which is about the biggest money maker on the net, porn. So every time there is any­thing remotely about sci­ence fic­tion over on Flesh­bot it gets cross posted on io9.

At my age pornog­ra­phy has lost a lot of its lus­ter. Notice I didn’t say all of it, I’m not above check­ing out some of the posts on Flesh­bot when io9 links them, but I don’t have the site book­marked or any­thing. There is noth­ing like that first thrill of find­ing your dad’s Play­boy at 12 or sev­eral years later a friend dis­cov­ers some black and white 8mm stag films in his base­men. When I was in the Navy there was a co-worker who knew where you could get XXX on VHS. On Sat­ur­days I would carry my VCR over to his house and we would both make a copy a movie. He was try­ing to amass a col­lec­tion, I was just using the same tape and copy­ing over last weeks movie.

It was the last six months in the Navy that removed most of the lus­ter off of porn for me. My final duty sta­tion was aboard the U.S.S. Iwo Jima as an E6, or Petty Offi­cer First Class. We had a 1st Class Mess, which was basi­cally a small room on the Mess Deck, where we could eat our meals, take a coffee/smoke break or just spend our down­time read­ing or play­ing Acey Duecy. There was a TV mounted in high up in one cor­ner of the room, so we could watch Armed Forces TV. The TV also had a VCR attached so we could watch movies. There was a selec­tion of cur­rent releases if you were inter­ested, but by far the largest col­lec­tion of tapes were of the XXX variety.

Who ever the guy was that was in charge of movies really liked the hard core stuff. Every, and any, time you went into the mess that cor­ner of the room was filled with inces­sant moan­ing and close ups of gen­i­talia. Try to eat eggs over easy and sausage links at 5 AM or hot dogs at lunch with that going on in the back­ground, it sort of takes the plea­sure out of both activities…