On a serious note...

I have read this article regarding the popular sex video circulating around the internet. I hope that this article will help you think once or twice before you download the video or at least play them... Just imagine if it was your friend who was in the situation? or even your sister or your mother? or even yourself?

SEX VIDEO HITS THE FAN

by: Nestor Torre via Inquirer.net

MANILA, Philippines—As everybody and his Tita Luzviminda must know by now, local celebrity sex videos have been proliferating on all sorts of media platforms of late, including the nightly news. It’s all so prevalent and nasty that celebrity sex videos have become this season’s equivalent of excrement—and they’re hitting the fan these days with exceptionally virulent and fetid force.

It’s offal of the visual sort that victimizes not just its “featured players,” but everyone else as well, us viewers included. Yes, people who’ve watched the Hayden-Katrina video are consenting voyeurs, but even they are victims as well, because those stolen, graphic images of heaving sexual hubris harbor less obvious and more demeaning effects than just the empathetic hots they momentarily engender.

Like what? Well, when you, as a video voyeur, wallow in other people’s filth, you get all of the stench and little of the pleasure they at least derived from the hot and heavy encounter.

Worse, you’re peeping in on two people’s most private proclivities—that’s demeaning to them, but also to you, because it reduces you to an exponent of excrement, an aficionado of smut.

So, what’s wrong with smut, as long as it’s engaged in or enjoyed in private? Alas, a fixation on smut eventually erodes the more enlightened aspects of your psyche and makes you less than what you were before you took your bubble bath in sexual fecal matter.

In the case of the “Hay-Kat” videos and their icky ilk, there’s the additionally degrading factor of enjoying yourself at the exploited and debased young woman’s expense. If you really think about it, there can be no stronger lust deflater than that. Think of it happening to the women in your life— that’s the deal-breaker.

To be sure, the sex video “festival” has become so complicated that it’s difficult to know what’s really what. How much of its heat is being stoked by political considerations? What does the term “consenting adults” mean when one of the adults involved consents to the sex romp, but not to its recording?

Or, more confoundingly, what if the woman involved consents to the act and its recording, but for private purposes only, thus making its dissemination to the ogling public both an affront and a crime? The plots coagulate...

Most to the point, however, is what the Filipino public has lost due to the proliferation of the sex-video craze. So much for privacy, modesty, restraint and basically living your life without trampling on social institutions and the right of others to live their lives with a modicum of decency—and peace and quiet.

To even begin to get a handle on the complex issues that sex videos have engendered, sense and accountability have to be determined over what is now so freely and “blamelessly” available to porn buyers and sellers on the Internet.

Granted, this is new and dangerous territory—a veritable minefield in the making—but, to allow the situation to deteriorate further would be to ignore the handwriting on the wall—at our progeny’s peril.