
Film versus reality
Some days it might be easier to be a porn star. Indeed we have all beared witness to the glory of the pornographic film. Those videos made to give a certain amount of pleasure to anyone willing to watch.
However when comparing this porno film to the reality of the lesbian woman there is a distinct difference between what men desire a lesbian to be and how we as individuals or a community see ourselves.
Now at this stage your probably thinking how obvious this point actually is but have you ever thought what would happen if life imitated the porno film.
If these movies showed a true definition of lesbians, then ladies, say goodbye to the crew cut, KD Lang and weekend sport. That’s right, we are no longer the prominent female force. We are now all walking around in our g-banga’s all day by some pool with triple E breasts popping out of our boob tubes and leather boots that come up to our holy grails.
By this time we’d replace all the lesbian attachment and emotion with dildos or whipped cream we would carry around in handbags. We would wear these really feminine handbags everywhere-¦just in case we get stuck in an elevator or locked in a closet.
So I must admit that I don’t mind the sound of being locked away with a hot stranger, but when you get down to it, when porno lesbians start to get into it the scene is ruined with a male walking in.
Yes, it is disappointing and totally ruins the moment for us girls watching, plus if that happened to me, I’d probably vomit or start crying by the display of the males -˜manhood’.
Which gives an enormous sense of irony as the porno versions of us would submit to the hairy and hideously muscle bound man that would only be with us in our nightmares.
I thought coming out of the closet stopped the end of our time with the repulsive thrusting of -˜real sex’. These movies have basically made the concept of lesbianism non-existent.
May I say, we as a community exist in all our butch or feminine glory. Subsequently, I would never be fond of the idea of being in the porno perceived world.
I would rather take my chances with a real lesbian, one with emotion, confidence and hell, even a bloody crew cut.
“I would rather take my chances with a real lesbian, one with emotion, confidence and hell, even a bloody crew cut.”
… and no doubt a real strap-on or dildo to substitute the phallus that is sorely lacking in lesbian sex. You might think a “manhood” is something to vomit over, but enough lesbians prefer man-on-man porn and have penis-shaped toys.
And what’s with the “butch or feminine glory”. Surely the Sydney lesbian community isn’t so black & white.
I love your writing Regan! It is witty & entertaining