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“A Fragment out of Time”, published in 1974. Kirk / Spock. page 1 page 2

- P. Califia, "Public Sex"

That was 1986. In some ways it's gotten so much better. In all too many ways it still hits hard.

"The Meese Commission has highlighted the failure of most civil libertarians to deal directly with porn. The typical anticensorship witness argued that we can't ban porn because the next things to go would be important - art, literature, theater, legitimate film, political protest. But this claim rings hollow. Silencing artists and radicals is not on the Commission's agenda. Most of the commissioners are quite plain about the fact that they just don't like people having sex out of wedlock or looking at porn and not feeling guilty about it.

The flaws of pornography make it difficult to defend. Much of it is sexist, made under poor working conditions, overpriced, and controlled by the Mafia. But you can't fix any of these problems by making it even more illegal and harder to get. The more marginal, the more persecuted porn is, the worse it will become. And the new producers who are gambling with nonsexist, challenging material will be squeezed out of business.

More of us have to start saying that we use porn, like it, and want it to be accessible. Even given the constraints under which it is currently produced, pornography is valuable. It sends out messages of comfort and rebellion. It says: Lust is not evil. The body is not hateful. Physical pleasure is a joyful thing and should not be hidden or denied. It is not true that women have no sexual hunger. There are other people who think about and do the things you dream about. Freedom is possible.

There is a choice.

There is a choice.

The number of people on this site who hold otherwise progressive values yet who will fight you to death like a wild dog over any one of these sentences is absolutely wild.

It is important to consider the culture of the person who created the piece, absolutely; but the different perspectives offered by the viewers is fascinating in and of itself and does not always detract from the message.

As an example, when I was younger, I watched Schindler's List. This movie is famously shot in black and white except for one section, concerning a little girl in a red coat. The camera follows her until her eventual death.

I am Turtle Island Indigenous and I was always taught that the only color spirits could see was red, because it is the color of life and blood.

So the second the girl in the red jacket came on screen, something inside me chilled with fear.

The only color in the movie was that red. At some point, I, the viewer, had died.

I remember sobbing at the sight of the burning human piles that were shown, convinced I was buried in there somewhere. The reason I had only seen red on the girl was that my death was recent. I was the ash in the air mistaken for snow. I had died before her and had followed her, helplessly, until she followed me.

The message I got for that was maybe not what the creator had intended: that there was no "being clever enough" or "good enough" or "kind enough" that would shield or protect you from such a massive tidal wave of evil.

You are not exempt from tragedy, that red jacket whispered. You are not special.

When I told some of my white friends about my experience with viewing Schindler's List, some were shocked and the rest just out-and-out mocked me for my "media illiteracy".

"it was just a filming trick to make you feel something," I remember one saying, which terrified me. How had he not felt anything even before she showed up?

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