the mudpond

It's good to let things breathe in your imagination because often your initial response to it is not the best thought-through response. I savour little glimpses of life. Mine and those of people who turn me sideways and around. Friend or stranger. Even a child. (the world looks different from down there) Sometimes an author, photographer, artist. I let things saturate and incubate here. Hopefully, deeper meanings can percolate up and flower.

Location: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

A stray cat.


Dirty Little Minds

CUSS WORDS EMBROIDERING cyber-talk. Profanity, a new grammer to the art of conversation.

Porn-y fairytales.

Blog posts of sexploits as graphic as bare-all pictures. Tales as tall as houses.

Do we blink?

Art and Porn.

Fantasy and reality.

If it’s all the same to you, what’s a child to think?

Hard core cyber sex is just a click away. Internet pornography is pervasive, and seemingly unstoppable. Teenagers learn what sex looks like, sounds like, in all its extreme permutations.

On the cusp of sexual experience, do they believe in its unrealistic depiction: all girls are Brazilian bikini-waxed nymphomaniacs; good sex amounts to "harder, harder" penetration; boys are devoid of tenderness?

Panic and criticism - simplistic responses to the natural (and unstoppable) curiosity of young people about sex.

Take the smutty little idea round the backstreet and quietly smother it. No wait, better give the filthy thing a public flogging. Scorn and derision. Sneers and jeers. That should kill the curious little kittens living inside our teenagers.


Splendid idea.


I seem to be on a roll. I have absolutely no idea why. Please do excuse me.



Blogger 5xmom said...

Too much coffee, mebbe? :P

9:42 PM  
Blogger percolator said...

Nah, coffee is in my regular diet. For me to rant on so, it must be something unusual. Ah... must be that superb roast duck I had for dinner. :D

8:00 AM  

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