Porn in pre-gonzo times was classier. Gonzo shows you everything, but when counting how often I fast-forward in a gonzo scene compared to a classic sex movie, I do much less often for the latter one. Editing content adds quality, just saying.
Private has a good Thanksgiving offer, so consider joining. Especially Private Classic gives you all the great stuff from past decades. Real porn, not just gonzo.
A shot from years long ago. Unfortunately I don’t have this one in an appropriate resolution! Nonetheless, these photos perfectly demonstrate the vibrant sex of Gitta Blond. She’s still one of my favourites, you will rarely find persons having sex with such great intensity like her.
The sophistication of these shots is shining through: despite the naughty action there is a big harmony in these images. At least on the colour level. And by adding a bit of white colour the pornographic world is in order again. But wait – we can get a hint of something very different which is acting against the harmony mentioned minutes ago. Visual shock: Would cumshots be working if they would look like this? It’s only chocolate, so don’t worry. We’ll dig a bit deeper into the colour psychology of porn in future postings.
It was about time. Mental Sinema did its manicure, touched up its lips, got a new hairdo, doesn’t look back – and is horny as ever!
It’s the economy, stupid. You won’t get rich when you’re putting time, effort, and lots of money into something that isn’t able to eventually pay for itself. I changed that. The old site contained thousands of great images and grew fat over the years. I changed that too: this is a fresh start with new content, fresh faces and without recycled texts from this site’s predecessors (okay, here and then I will make exceptions). The old site seemed to look back mainly: I will change that. The old layout looked good and tried everything to look professional: this will continue, but sleek design isn’t everything.
At the end of the day, we’re trapped. You may be one of the good ones or a social disease instead: in the middle of life we are surrounded by death. And it can happen anytime. It might happen now. And what happens after that is depending on your belief system.
We have found many ways to ignore this simple truth. We are seeing meaning in the midst of the chaos called life, our concept of love isn’t just based on hormones and reproduction. And even if these concepts are too difficult for us, we still have entertainment.
Entertainment is our weakest weapon against the cruelty of life. But it’s the most successful we have. The promise of entertainment is the quietness of mind. Is to make us sleepy. Because we want it.
The sleep of reason is bearing monsters, they say. But if entertainment is making us sleepy in order to prevent us from fearing the cruelty of our existence, then I’d say entertainment is a friendly monster. And (apart from comedies) porn is the friendliest of them all, reducing our brain activity to zero.
Yes, we could see it this way.
But maybe it’s not that evil. At least I was able to meditate on this with the support of a bit of porn. The question itself remains, though: how can we go on with our life when everything around us is falling apart? It’s the question of theodicy for many years, and of course this silly blog can’t give you an answer. Not really.