I was reading on Twitter the protestations of a lady I suspect is a little inexperienced in life and this world.
She announced that she could never go on a date with a man that watches porn. Or had ever watched porn.
And, furthermore, she announced, if she found the man of her dreams in all other respects, that’s the man who ticked all the right boxes and to whom she finally married till death them do part, had watched or was watching porn, then a messy divorce would ensue.
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Porn is a big deal breaker she said.
Now, the particular lady in question is most likely infected with the Christianity virus, and so comes with the bizarre sexual baggage that accompanies that particular mental illness. It instils within them lots of obsessive compulsive behavioural rules when it comes to sex.
But, after reading her words, I had me a bit of think about porn and my life. For me, whether or not my lovely partner has ever watched porn is, I feel, irrelevant to the wonderfulness of our relationship.
However, I happen to know that man on man gay porn turns her on, and I’m fine with that. I can’t see why I wouldn’t be. Actually, we’ve watched all sorts of porn together, although porn isn’t really a regular part of our life.
Apart from gay porn, she also likes watching trashy documentaries about mad people who hoard so much crap in their house that they can’t get into most of the rooms. I find such programming extremely tedious personally, but if she wants to watch it, that’s up to her surely?
I guess the only time I can see porn being a problem is when it becomes a substitute for a sexual relationship. If a partner is getting sexual gratification from porn, but nothing from thier partner, then there’s an issue for sure, and it needs sorting.
But, the same is true of a partner wanting to watch house hoarders rather than spend time with their life partner.
Luckily for me, my lovely lady enjoys me and the house hoarders. So why can’t somebody enjoy porn and their partner?
Again, it seems extremely odd to me that somebody would walk away from their otherwise perfect partner if they discovered he / she had ever watched porn. That seems as bizarre as throwing away a relationship because they drink tea whilst you prefer coffee. That’s so much to throw away for so little, and even more so if it’s something that happened before they actually met.
Maybe this fear of porn hides something much much deeper in the person suffering from the fear. And their chances of finding a man who has never ever in his entire life looked at porn is going to be extremely slim, especially so if they are also suffering from the Christianity virus.

