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Uri wrote on 05 Jan 2010 12:01:
I guess you have to watch the movie to get the right pronounciation of that name...

Hey BruceWayne,

I just thought I would tell you that this thread has saved me a couple of times recently.

Shkoyach!

  --Eye.

yeah keep it up BW . this is great stuff . like a cold shower on my tiavah!

Worldwide pornography revenue in 2006 was $97.06 billion. Of that, approximately $13 billion was in the United States.



Think about that one for a minute. If you do the math, the US population of 300 million is about 4.5% of the world population. Now, 13 billion is almost 13% of 97 billion.

For you non-math types like myself, that means that the US is responsible for nearly THREE TIMES the worldwide porn revenue that is should be responsible for, if you were to base it strictly on population size. In other words, there is something seriously wrong with the general morality of this country (and the world in general, really).



More later. I'm trying to find stories but they need to be appropriate. I don't want to trigger anybody. Give me time.

go for it BW , we await you patiently.

BruceWayne wrote on 08 Jan 2010 03:14:


BUT don't trigger yourself looking for them!!! 

Oh and dont get trigger happy either! :D :D :D :D :D :D

OK, time to take a break from the stats for you folks that don't get anything out of it.

Today's post features an  EX MALE PORN ACTOR's story.

It's long and it's somewhat edited, as usual. As you can see for yourselves, not only is the industry a bad deal for women, but it's also terrible for men. Sorry to ruin your fantasies.

Oh wait, no I'm not.


I was always the type to need to be center of attention. If I wasn't the center of attention, I felt like the outcast. It's usually either one or the other, no middle ground for people like us. Furthermore, no amount of attention (with the exception of from the occasional stalker which was too much attention) was really satisfying. I'm currently finding out that it's not necessarily "human" attention I've been looking for – even though that's where I obsessively look for it.
    Despite having a master's degree in a respectable field and what many view as a successful mainstream music career, I always felt that something was missing. I remember walking down the carpet at the Grammy awards, and still feel depressed because the cameras would rather focus on Slipknot/Christina Aguilera/whoever would be more important and successful within a five person radius of me. A general sense of gratitude does not come easy for us sex industry addicts. I could release a new music single on the internet and monitor a few hits, BUT if I took my clothes off on a webcam I'd get 7,000 hits in hours – that's attention (albeit attention from people that were just as sick as I was if not more). However, even in the webcam situation I'd feel depressed when I noticed another fellow sick person received 50,000 hits vs. 7,000!
    I was exposed to pornography at a very young age, perhaps four or five years old. Back then sneaking playboys into the closet with a flashlight with my little friends was just something fun and naughty to do. Little did I know that I set out to make porn stars my childhood heroes alongside the rock stars. At a young age my pornography and masturbation addiction was in full force. Of course it was exciting at first, but as so many of know too well the addiction turned into sexual maintenance rather than acts of excitement. I even worked at a "strip club" once just to hang out with strippers….Thankfully, that gig didn't last long. As I got older and more established in my music career I started contacting famous porn stars on the internet by writing them songs for their sites or just for flattery. A couple of girls were very friendly and one eventually hooked me up with who was at the time the 1 porn director in the industry (yes you've seen him on Howard Stern several times over) to write music. Ironically, today this director is one of my closest friends and asks me for help to get him out of the business. I started off writing music for the movies, but of course with my existing porn and masturbation addiction and my sense of dissatisfaction with musical attention, my involvement turned into performing in the movies at various levels.
    This got me the attention I thought I wanted for a while – [adult industry] award nominations, the company of hot girls with no self-esteem, a steady article in a major adult magazine.  Why was I still so depressed then? It was apparent that I was even more dissatisfied than I was before entering the adult entertainment industry. Whatever money I made went to drugs and alcohol to try to stabilize my misery. No matter what a guy says about adult entertainment work, sex with hot girls or not, each act that compromises your instinct to want good character and integrity drives your self-esteem further to the ground. But yet I couldn't quit. I used excuses like "The publicity will help my music career" or "I'm not good for anything else anyway." The only word that can describe the situation is INSANITY. Later I learned I was just spiritually ill.
    I tried to quit the industry several times. I took a respectable day-job as an executive analyst, and made good money. I spent it all on booze and drugs, and spent hours masturbating to porn. I was lonely, discontent, irritable, and becoming more selfish and dishonest as the days went by. After only a few months I flew back to Los Angeles to do porn once again. Where was the memory of the misery? Did I think that it would be different this time? All the "friends" I had made in the industry either committed suicide or were drowning themselves in drugs and alcohol.  The need for attention/fame was so bad that I threw my job away and went to live in poverty in a dangerous apartment complex in Van Nuys with my friend whose porn career was taking a nose dive (and so was he - into rails of crystal meth as a method to deal with his stripped fame). Every day we ran for our lives from crack heads, pimps and gang members – a far cry from my executive analyst or musician life – but yet I did what I had to do because I was ADDICTED TO ADULT ENTERTAINMENT!
    I managed to get out with my life once again. I recovered from alcoholism and drug addiction, but could not shake my porn involvement. I destroyed relationships, aroused jealousy, and lost the ability to look myself in the mirror – all because I couldn't quit pornography; both doing it and watching it. I knew I needed help. I prayed for liberation. I tried a couple of twelve step programs and would be able to gain 3 months at a maximum of "sexual sobriety," but couldn't make any lasting attempt. Finally, after some web searching I fatefully stumbled upon [Jesus, etc.].



Interviewer: I met [“actor] in 2006 who has become a precious friend of mine. He has been very kind to help me understand what male porn stars go through.

Can you write me back with some of the pressures the porn industry put you under as a male actor?

Actor: From what I haven't conveniently repressed , the pressure to look good is the obvious one. The pressure to not piss off the girls is huge. If a girl gets mad at you you're not going to be getting much work (which from what I remember many are in a bad mood to begin with). Many gigs that guys got were at the request of the girl on which guy she's willing to work with.
Performance anxiety is the BIG one. Nobody wants to wait around for you to get an erection, and if you're having trouble the thought of holding up production makes it even more difficult. Then of course once you do have it, keeping it is another pressure. Then of course there's the pressure of finishing when told to. It's detrimental to a guy's self-esteem or notions of "being a man" when we fail at any of the above.

Interviewer: I wanted to know how Viagra, the blue little pills, fits into this? Did you or other male porn stars have to use them in order to deal with the pressure or to perform?

Actor: We did. There was always a girl on the set (usually the older 'motherly' types - you know the type) that had Viagra in her purse if things got too stressful.  Viagra is not a cure all for performance though - since most of the problem is mental.

NEW POLL.

ANSWER IT.

I think its already on the border so lets keep it where it is. Its a great thread as it is.

-Yiddle

Atleast ur not a different word that you can have used  ;D

As for your poll,
the girls are still READING :-[

Rage ATM wrote on 13 Jan 2010 03:55:
OK, i agree with you ,but what are you talking about specifically. :-*
BTW, who voted that this thread sucks? >
p.p.s. what does it matter that the women are or aren't here?  ??? 

oh, BTW as far as i'm concerned , get as graphic as you want just as long as it's absolutely disgusting  ! like describing surgery .