I hope what I'm about to say doesn't offend, but here goes: This article proves once again that most feminist theory is emotional gobledegook dressed up as science. I don't buy Wolf's hypothesis for a second, and here's why:
I prefer amateur porn, as do millions and millions of guys, which negates just about everything this writer said. If the woman in the picture doesn't look like "the woman next door", I'm quickly on to the next offering.
Back in the days when all I could get was the airbrushed photos from Playboy and Penthouse, then it was a true disappointment the first time I saw a real naked woman-- she had some freckles, two or three moles, hairly nipples, and one breast was slightly bigger than the other! She didn't compare at all to the nude models I was accustomed to lusting after in magazines.
Today, with so many photos of amateur women out there, one is no longer surprised by real naked female features because we now all know that freckles, hair, and yes, uneven breasts, are quite normal.
Contrary to this writers conclusion, I believe my heavy consumption of amateur porn has made me appreciate my woman's physical beauty even more.
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