In Search of a More Convincing Illusion
A friend of mine who deals with (what I consider to be) a minor porn addiction told me a story the other day that I related to, and I think has applicability well beyond pornography. There was this porn actor whose picture he really liked, but he had resisted looking at any of his racier pictures or videos. Finally, he cracked and found a video of his and watched it. Turns out the guy acted totally different than he looked in the pictures and my friend was actually kind of turned off by him. Wasn’t his type after all.
My friend realized that his attraction to this person was built on an illusion, that his appeal was almost entirely constructed–and not just by the photographers, make up artists, and marketers–most of the attraction was added by my friend’s own wishful thinking, what he wanted and desired from men. He put those attractions of his on that porn star like a costume. Ironic, but true, that a person’s true self is never so obscured and covered up as when he is depicted completely naked as a sexual object.
But what did he do when he came to this realization? Did he give up on the porn adventure? No, he went out looking for someone else, someone better to fill the illusion. He embarked on his little adventure wanting a bit of fantasy and distraction, and by darn, he was going to get it.
I said to him, “So in other words, you are saying that when your illusions about this porn star were shattered, instead of looking for something real and true and lasting, you went off in search of a more convincing illusion?”
