(Warning: May contain explicit words depending on the reader’s sensitivities, moral persuasions or definition of the word explicit)
The advent of digital cameras and cellular phones with built in cameras that can capture both still and moving pictures has turned everyone into a potential porn star. Those unedited amateur sex videos we appropriately call ’scandals’ have not scandalized us at all. On the contrary, the elements of raw passion and horniness that can give even a priest a rock solid hard-on have turned us all into voyeurs.
We have "CDO scandal", "Manila scandal", "Calapan scandal", "Dipolog scandal", "QC scandal", "Ateneo scandal", "De La Salle scandal", "UP scandal", "St. Paul scandal", "CEU scandal", and many more scandals named after places and schools. In fact, they could hold an UAAP tournament of scandals to find out which school has the best fornicators.
Maybe FAMAS or any of the sham award giving bodies should include categories for best scandal, scandal of the year, best actor and actress in a scandal, best beaver ("i love you behbeh" would win this one. Now there’s a beaver with an attitude!), hardest woody, etc.
Yes, I have seen most of these reality porn flicks. How could I not? They’re all around me. Everyone in the office is watching them on his or her PC. I was drawn to it like a curious cat. I have no choice!
It would be a lie to say they do not entertain. If these flicks were marketed the same way they do production films, they’ll be top grossers. Voyeurism has its lure. It appeals to the peeping Tom in us all.
The awakening of peeping Tom
Only a hypocrite would deny ever having peeped at someone. One does not have to drill a peephole to qualify as a peeping Tom. People who do that are hardcore peepers. I know someone who almost automatically rotate his head a la Linda Blair in The Exorcist every time the lady behind us wears a skirt. And another who actually searched for peepholes on some rooms in the hotel we were billeted and bragged about his ‘hits’ afterwards. These people are chronic peepers who are one step away from being classified as sex maniacs. People who go the extra mile just to look at someone’s bare skin without shame and remorse have some serious psychological issues.
A chance glance with malice or an appreciative look, which is a more subtle form of ogling, is the norm for the civilized peeping Tom. But can one appreciate the physical endowment of the opposite sex without lustful malice? And what do we mean when we call someone sexy? I believe when we call someone sexy what we really mean is we want to have sex with her or him. Sugarcoating with congeniality the expressions of our sexual desires saves us from being labeled as ‘bastos’ or immoral by civil society and most importantly, it shields us from a possible sexual harassment lawsuit. The hypocrisy of having to be civil in our appreciation of the human anatomy is a conscious effort to keep rein on the free expression of our innate drive to procreate. That is why we never ever call our siblings or parents sexy. Just the thought of that leaves a bad taste in the mouth.
Come to think of it, just who exactly is peeping Tom? He is as surreal as the bogeyman and as mythical as Santa Claus. We all have him lurking around our libidinal subconscious waiting for the opportune time to peek at some unwitting victim. And just when did he first manifested his presence, his awakening, the first rising, the first flight of the hatchling? And at what age? I can’t remember anymore. It seemed so long ago but this I know for sure; my age of innocence ended the moment peeping Tom awakened. And he never slept again.
The awakening of peeping Tom is the first sign of adolescence. It’s the first step outside the playpen of childhood. It’s the time when Mickey Mouse and his ilk stood aside and proclaimed "The king is risen! Long live the king!" and the opposite sex never looked the same again. The age of innocence is over.
Peeping Tom is the first sex offender. He is the weaver of our sexual dreams. The slayer of our childhood fantasies. He is the doubting Thomas that keeps telling us it’s not a sin to feel pleasure in secretly watching someone, by chance or intention, scandalously exposed, undressing or otherwise. He is the father of voyeurism. The director of those ’scandal’ flicks. The "bosero" in all of us.
Scandals vs. Larry Flynt
And that’s where the difference between these ’scandal’ flicks and Larry Flynt’s production lies. Watching these ’scandals’ is almost as real as peeping inside the sex protagonist’s bedroom. They have the ‘boso’ element in them. You just know those moans are real and that they are really feeling the pleasures of their sexual adventures. It’s the next best thing to actually being there watching unnoticed and as unintrusive as the digicam itself. Those packaged porno flicks of Larry Flynt do not have that realism. No matter how good the productions and the acting are, they will always be just that, packaged acting. You can’t fake passion.
15 minutes of fame
What was it that drew these couples to copulate in front of the camera? A secret fantasy to be a porn star? Was it just role playing to spice up sex? Or was it the thrill of watching oneself perform? I can understand people video recording their indiscretions and wanting to watch themselves having sex. I wouldn’t mind being sexually deviant myself but only for my own amusement and, of course, with my partner’s consent. I would never ever allow anyone to view a video recording of me having sex and I would most likely delete it after a good long laugh. I have never been proud of my transgressions and would much prefer to keep them to myself.
But such is the nature of the Neanderthal man. He found a willing female who professes eternal devotion to him; turned her into a sex slave; video recorded their sexual intercourse with the promise of not showing it to anyone (a big fat lie!); bragged to his peers, beating his chest like a drunken gorilla for giving a performance he believed was at par with such professional fornicator as the famed Rocco of Tarzan X; e-mailed a copy to a friend (or maybe one of his friends stole a copy) and the clock of fame ticked.
They had their 15 minutes of fame and a lifetime of shame!
In the cyberworld everyone is god
The impositions of civility are confined only within the common consent of society and the natural constitution of man. In the virtual society of the Internet, there are no binding and enforceable rules. It is an anarcho-individualist on-line society where government presence is least felt and civil laws are almost non-existent. The Internet has no president and no institutionalized government!
And for these reasons, rumors, lies and scandals propagate like mating bacterium in every nook and cranny of the Cyberworld. It is there that information, scandalous or otherwise, are disseminated with or without the consent of the person(s) involved. And whatever goes in the Internet stays there and propagate probably for all of cyber eternety.
In the cyberworld of the Internet, everyone is omnipotent and immortal. It’s the playground of virtual gods.
The Judas kiss
There is a high degree of trust involved in the making of these ’scandal’ videos. In fact, trust was the production outfit that made them all possible. How else could anyone be convinced into participating in these porno flicks without compensation? And in all these videos, the man was always the instigator. He was the director, choreographer, distributor and lead actor. He was the Judas that planted the kiss of betrayal. And he, like Judas, should burn in hell!
Betrayal is the worst form of exploitation.
The immoral of the story
These ’scandals’ are nothing more than the exploitation of women. In these videos, like all other pornographic materials, the woman is presented as a passive object of sexual fantasies. A mere sexual object rather than a thinking and feeling person. In short, a vagina with a personality!
In this day and age, the patriarchal culture of old still persists. All the advances in gender equality advocated by the feminist movements in the last century have, at least in our piece of the earth, failed to eliminate the subordination of women by patriarchy.
It would not be a surprise to hear some religious zealots and purists put blame on the women in these ’scandals’ for being cheap and would just as quickly pin the scarlet letter of sin on them for threading outside the accepted boundaries of societal morality. Our’s is a society less tolerant and unforgiving to women!
Sexual exploitation and violence against women are practiced norms in our male dominated society. And I suspect this gender oppression will continue for many more generations to come. I guess culture die slowly.
Street of Indifference
We should be crying a river of tears for the demise of common decency in our society. Consumerism, promiscuity, racism, violence, obesity, sensationalism, sexual perversions and other cultural aberrations prevalent in the West, aided by Hollywood, the mass media and the Internet, are spreading like a bubonic plague contaminating the modern world. Indeed, the late ayatollah was correct in his assertion; the great Satan is the inventor of the modern western culture!
The battle between good and evil rages on and society’s indifference and complicity to its own evils will win it for the devil!
Alas, the road to eternal perdition is named "Indifference St."
Murder
We should be demanding authorities to go after the perpetrators of these scandals. Instead, we are excitedly forwarding to and reproducing copies for our friends and peers. But then again, most of these ’scandal’ videos are freewares (assuming that the rights owners were the ones who distributed them for free). And aren’t we accomplices in the propagation of these ’scandals’? Is it even a crime to forward e-mails of these kinds?
It seems the only real crimes are the murder of morality and the rape of decency.
Humans are conflicted beings
In watching the sexual subordination of women in these ’scandals’ (I barely noticed the men. The only thing I remember of them is that they are all butt ugly!), we feel arousal and empathy at the same time. It is the classic conflict between the id and the super ego.
I guess in the Freudian clash between libidinal drive and morality, the libido oftentimes win!
Pity the unwitting porn star and her parents.
************And shame on me for patronizing these scandals***********
God created woman. And boredom did indeed cease from that moment-but many other things ceased as well! Woman was God’s second blunder. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
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Posted by emsanchez
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eone is poking about like a curious penis bedeviling me with intrusive inquisitions on my pointed shoutout and what it means to me (i.e. to my lovelife or the lack of it). What is it with some women and their love affair with intrigue? And why do i always find myself on the other end of the poking stick? Am I intriguing? Controversial perhaps? Do they find me mysterious in some ways? Or ehem, sexy maybe? Or God forbid they think I’m cute?! I wonder if they hear those cheesy lust chant in their head every time I pass by, "cute boy alert, cute boy alert!" (lol). Nah, if that was true I’d get laid everyday. Far from it, the only romance i get right now is from my Nikon D200 DSLR camera (Yeah, me and my Nikon, we click!). But seriously, while i enjoy conversing with women, I find it discomforting to be asked questions only women of despair ask and only lesser men answer. I welcome questions even, to some extent, those of a personal nature but please do not pry open my mind with a crow bar. There is a gulf of a difference between being interested and being nosy. Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves; I prefer mine out of sight. That sounded really lame.
