Comments | insanepurin: Wow Cori, you never fail to disappoint.

insanepurin

Wow Cori, you never fail to disappoint.

Mar 04, 2013 17:07

I've read some infamous fanfiction. Some disturbed me, some didn't. I've read Cupcakes and Sweet Apple Massacre, endured both versions of Agony in Pink, and wanted to shoot myself in the head after listening to an audio reading of Artemis' Lover and Cloud Mows the Lawn ( Read more... )

*luigi sob*, *hedgehog hiss*, wow!, fandom, horror!!1, pokémon, badfic, ...wut? aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, help me mario!, bashers suck

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a deconstruction of a collective id dioschorium March 5 2013, 18:06:43 UTC

By God...by God...this is an abomination ( ... )

Re: a deconstruction of a collective id insanepurin March 6 2013, 12:16:14 UTC

Your comment has gotten me thinking, and I've discussed it several times with my boyfriend too. Would works like Twilight, 50 Shades and all their imitators be nearly as popular as they are if they were written by men? Would the general public still overlook the abusive boyfriends and shallow protagonists, or would they be called out for setting feminism back fifty years. Why do we, as a society, condemn men for being abusive, but if a woman lauds an unhealthy relationship as romantic, not only is it okay, but seen as "revolutionary" and "speaking up for female sexuality"?

Ash Ketchum Torture Porn. That's what Cori's into. That, and the lovingly detailed scenes of James beating up Domino and Jessibelle's horrible death.

You mentioned torture porn.... dioschorium March 6 2013, 14:01:13 UTC

Back in the 1970s, feminism had a large anti-pornography contingent. Today's crowd of young people largely remain unaware of this, but back then, feminists had every reason to be angry about pornography. Most pornography in the 1970s and early '80s was about torture: women being raped, beaten, bound, mutilated, enslaved, and sometimes even murdered for male enjoyment. Occasionally you'd see a dominatrix possess a man, but those "narratives" usually ended with the man raping the woman, who, of course, was shown to enjoy the experience. In fact, pornography in general portrayed women as rejoicing in their abuse, which made '70s feminists angriest of all. The worst part was that this material was, in certain cities at least, ubiquitous. It wasn't like today, when pornography is mostly concentrated to the Internet and smutty magazines are hidden in polybags on the uppermost racks of periodical shelves at bookstores. In those days, you could walk down a street in New York City and see a movie poster of, for example, two barely dressed ( ... )