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Page
A blog about sex worker rights, the sex industry, rape culture, slut-shaming, & everything in between (your legs and mine!)
Friday, March 23, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Santorum & Porn
According to
Rick Santorum, porn is evil, and it will send us all to hell. I already have a
mild sunburn from too much time spent on the beach this week, so I’m not
thrilled about the idea of burning in hell for eternity. I’m also not thrilled
with the idea of giving up porn.
Santorum claims that pornography causes
violence in women, brain changes in adults and children, and the destruction of
marriages. Hmm…interesting. Where is the empirical evidence to back this up?
Has Santorum ever bothered to even read the research on the topic? Probably not.
I also find it very difficult to believe that ANYONE would believe these
ridiculous claims without some evidence to back them up. Do politicians expect
that the American people will believe anything that they say, regardless of how
outlandish it sounds? Sign me up to be a politician! I’m going to start going
around telling people that I’m the daughter of God, and that for a hefty
donation to my bank account, I can put in a good word to pops.
Ok, let’s get
back on track. Santorum says that pornography CAUSES all of these evil things.
It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that correlation does not equal
causation. In other words, even if correlational studies find that pornography
viewing is correlated with violence, one cannot make any assumptions about “cause.”
Just because X is related to Y does not mean that X caused Y. Santorum, it’s
time to take a course in research design.
I skimmed
through some of the research that’s been done on this topic, and found a few interesting
studies on the topic. Here are some of the findings:
Davies, K. A. (1997). Voluntary exposure to
pornography and men's attitudes toward feminism and rape. TheJowal
ofSexResearch, 34(2). 131-137.
Here’s a study that examined the relationship between men’s use of porn
and their attitudes towards feminism and rape. The study was specifically interested
in seeing if there is a connection between men who watch porn and attitudes of
violence towards women, versus those who do not watch porn. No significant
correlations found.
Alexandra, S., Vatroslav, J. & Jan, R. (2008). Is early exposure to pornography a risk
factor for sexual compulsivity? Findings from an online survey among young
heterosexual adults. International
Journal of Sexual Health, 20, 270-280.
Here’s a study that examined the relationship between early exposure to
porn and sexual compulsivity in 1,528 men and women, ages 18-25. No
correlations were found between porn viewing and sexual compulsivity, for
either gender.
Barak, A., Fisher, W.A., Belfry, S. & Lashambe, D.R. (1999)
Sex, guys, and cyberspace. Effects of internet pornography and individual
differences on men’s attitudes toward women. Journal of Psychology & Human Sexuality, 11, 63-91.
Here’s a study that examined the effects of exposure to porn on attitudes
towards women in undergraduate males. There was no relationship between
exposure to porn and misogynistic attitudes among the sample.
Ok, so that’s
only three studies, and there’s plenty more out there. I’m sure there are also
studies that show the opposite, but here’s the thing- NO study can claim that X
causes Y.
Also, where
the hell is the research that shows that porn “causes” brain changes in
children? Did someone actually get approval to show porn to children? I would find
that hard to believe, but if it’s out there, someone please send it to me. xoxo, Page
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Faking it for a living
My
Tale of Degradation
It’s
not easy being a sex worker rights advocate, although I am growing accustomed
to hearing “but it’s so degrading to women!” on a daily basis. Yeah, I get it-
you’re outraged that a woman could even suggest that sex workers have a CHOICE
in the matter. You tell me that there is no such thing as choice when it comes
to sex work, and that porn performers/strippers/prostitutes are all victims.
You assume that you know what’s best for every single woman in the world, and
if she doesn’t agree with you, then she’s just ill with the fever of
patriarchy.
It’s
the same song over and over again, I get it.
Are
there victims of sex trafficking out there in the world? Of course there are,
and sex worker rights advocates aren’t blind to this. We just want everyone else
to realize that sex trafficking is NOT THE SAME as sex work. Rather than
working against one another, perhaps the sex worker rights advocates & prostitution abolitionists should come together and build on common ground.
Additionally,
are there sex workers who feel degraded by their occupation? Women who would
choose another line of work if they had the option? OF COURSE. Please stop
assuming that all sex workers feel this way.
Now
we have Santorum running around talking about the dangers of porn, give me a
fucking break. Seriously, is the world ending? Are politicians growing stupider
by the hour? #STFUsantorum
Now,
let me tell you my own story of degradation. Yup, self-disclosure. Ready? I
hope you don’t judge me for the story that I am about to tell you…
I’ll
set the stage for you- a typical night at work. I worked there a couple of
years ago, when I was in my early twenties and broke as hell. I didn’t enjoy
what I was doing, but it was the best way that I knew how to make money at the
time. Quick, fast cash in my hand at the end of every shift.
I
will never forget the way my stomach used to feel as I’d drive to work. Dread,
pure fucking dread. Even as I write this, I can feel the bowling ball forming
in the pit of my stomach. Fuck that job. Fuck those awful customers.
Anyways,
it was good money, and that’s why I did it. Night after night, breasts hanging
out, catering to my customers, trying to just focus on the dollar bills that
were being flung my way. I can’t emphasize to you enough how much I fucking
hated it, but when I’d leave work with $400 worth of damp dollar bills in my hand, it’d be
worth it. Sort of.
Guys
would talk to me, and I would feign interest. I didn’t give a fuck about their
lives, jobs, wives, worries. I just wanted them to disappear, but I had to act
interested to get those dollar bills. I faked it well; that was my job.
There
was a lot of petty drama between the other girls, I tried to not get involved.
It all seemed so catty and ridiculous. I would go in, make my money, and get the
fuck out. When people asked me where I worked, I would lie; I didn’t want them
to know that I worked in such a shithole. I felt embarrassed. I felt degraded.
Those were the worst years of my life. I am so
happy that I got out of that industry. Now that I look back, I wish I’d been a
stripper instead. I would have felt less degraded than being…a bartender.
Yeah,
a bartender, not a sex worker. I know…you think only sex workers feel degraded,
but I would have felt less degraded as a sex worker.
Open
your eyes, open your mind. Stop speaking for sex workers.
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