Some of you may recall a pleasant blog run by a lady in our broader circle; "The Lost Art of Self Preservation (For Women)". It was like an antidote or instructional guide for women compared to the claptrap of lies feminism has poured into modern girls' heads. I am fortunate today to post an entry by Grerp. I asked her to watch two documentaries I watched, and send me her take on them so we could compare a male and female traditionalist take on them. My post is tomorrow. I hope you all enjoy....
Sexy Baby, a 2012 documentary by Jill Bauer and Ronna Gradus that examines the effects of the pornification of American society on three women 10 years apart, seems to have something it wants to say, but never comes out and just says it. Its major players are:
- Winnifred, a 12-year-old girl living in New York City, who explores the power she’s coming into as a sexually maturing young woman in any number of narcissistic and inappropriate ways.
- Laura, a 22-year-old preschool and kindergarten assistant teacher, who is saving money to get plastic surgery on her genitals so they will more closely resemble a porn star’s.
- Nichole, a 32-year-old ex-porn star, who tries to live a more normal life again on the fringes of the industry and conceive a baby with her husband, Dave.
Watching any of these three try to come up with any real wisdom about life or society is an exercise in futility. Nichole (“Nikita Kash”) seems to at least understand the cost of her life choices, although she’s still trying to convince herself that 1) erotic dancing is artistic dance and 2) empowering. This most definitely stems from the fact that the business she and her husband run books porn stars in erotic dance venues.
Winnifred thinks she knows everything, and she most assuredly has the highest IQ of the three, but she’s still clueless as she tries to justify her attention seeking behavior as feminist expression.
Laura just wants to feel better about herself and thinks she can accomplish this through plastic surgery. She doesn’t seem to have other opinions about “how porn, social media and pop culture affect women and girls.”
All three of flounder about looking for some kind of meaning in life or someone authoritative who will tell them no for once in their lives. Winnifred especially needs a swift kick in the pants. Her parents want her to become something high status and important and worry that she will derail herself with her staggeringly bad judgment, but never hold the line with her, waffling endlessly about whether to let her back on Facebook after she’s posted another video with her 4-year-old sister pantomiming Lady Gaga. Both of them are ineffective, but her mom, a lawyer, is a real piece of work.
Empowered Nichole struggles to please her husband Dave who comes out and tells the audience she’s no use to him as a wife if she can’t produce a baby. Another Dave highlight: refusing to answer the question of whether the porn he’s made over the years should be accessible to 12 year olds.
Terry, Laura’s mom, rationalizes her daughter’s obsession: “If she feels like this is something that could enhance her life, improve her life. I want her to be happy.” But she cries when it’s time for Laura to really go under the knife. The crazy thing about Laura is that she doesn’t have a boyfriend and she’s not spending thousands of dollars on plastic surgery as any sort of direct strategy. She just wants guys to like her or feel sexy enough to attract one to sleep with her. This was confounding. I’m not exactly in the thick of things anymore, but if a thin, attractive, 23-year-old girl can’t go out and find meaningless sex somewhere, I don’t know what kind of world we’re even living in.
Clearly, Laura’s problem is deeper than a dissatisfaction with body parts girls can’t even view without the help of a mirror. Watching Dr. Bernard Stern, her surgeon, tell her, “You’re a great candidate because, I mean, these are big,” made me want to shiv him through the heart. His entire practice is devoted to just female genital surgery (including hymen restoration!) which means he profits off of girls’ and women’s insecurities about their bodies by performing unnecessary, meaningless procedures on them. I wondered idly if his practice has payment or financing plans. Yes it does.
GROSS. Yeah, Dr. Stern, I’m judging you. Hard. This isn’t teeth whitening you’re doing. You’re cutting off chunks of her labia (excuse me, “clipping her wings”) so she can feel she meets porn star standards of attractiveness.
Porn. Star. Standards.
Is it a coincidence that Dr. Stern plies his trade in one of America’s amateur porn hubs?
In 2015, these same two directors made Hot Girls Wanted, a documentary about girls getting into the amateur porn industry. Riley Reynolds, a 25-year-old ex-dishwasher, now acts an agent for “girl next door” porn, luring 18 and 19-year-old girls to Miami where the laws governing porn production are less strict. He owns a house where he puts Kendall, Rachel, Tressa, and other up while they get porn gigs.
The girls start off all excited about making big money and becoming stars, creating new profiles on Twitter and Vine and going all out on social media, but it doesn’t take that long before they realized this is a bait and switch. There’s a huge market, apparently, for fresh girl porn, but after the first well paying gigs, girls have to do increasingly degrading things to get booked and paid. This includes violence and humiliation which they assure us are simulated. The porn guys are “so nice.” They really care. Still, a few months in, and it’s clearly a different experience. The sex is bad, a chore, and the health problems associated with having violent sex with multiple promiscuous partners crop up. One girl winds up in the ER, another one talks about how the morning after pill “always works, right?”
Porn takes its toll on their relationships too. Tressa’s mother begs her to get out of porn and tells her she has to tell her father what she’s doing. Her boyfriend, at first supportive, become increasingly more dissatisfied with her choices. He seems like a stand-up guy, but their relationship is doomed because he’s never going to be cool with her doing this, and there’s permanent evidence of every time she slept with someone else while she was his girlfriend.
While this documentary is clearly slanted to show how the porn industry grinds up girls, and industry workers have attacked it as one-sided, the statistics of amateur porn essentially confirm it. It’s possible that for some girls porn is an enjoyable and lucrative career choice, but most girls wash out after a few months either because they don’t hustle hard enough to get booked or because they can’t do it anymore. By the end, Rachel and Tressa look clearly shell shocked and disillusioned, and their chances for working normal jobs or having normal relationship appear significantly reduced.
The best part of Hot Girls Wanted was watching real amateur porn stars call Belle Knox a poser and a girl “who didn’t know what she was getting into.” Belle yabbers on about getting respect for sex workers and breaking down walls, and these girls can’t stop rolling their eyes.
Of the two documentaries, Sexy Baby is more depressing, but if you’re looking to feel bad about the world and the direction it’s going, Hot Girls Wanted does the job too. Both are on Netflix.