“Wen I gt hm, U betta hav on nuttin butta pair of stilettos & a smile on, my lil’ porn star!!! Send me a pic of dat thirsty tw*t rite now!”
I can remember a time when you had to wait until you got home to check your phone messages from your Radio Shack answering machine. Fast forward to 2010 where not only does everyone and their kid have a cellular telephone, but the world has now become addicted to “SEXTING,” and everybody is doing it, NOT just the kool kids.
With the invention of the Personal Computer, the portable video camera & an eager audience, the birth of leaked “sex tapes” began to emerge. Left and right celebrities and regular folks alike face the embarrassment and inquisitive minds that inevitably materialize when your nipples are on display and your ‘O’ face is being played for the umpteenth time on “slo-mo.’
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This brings us to our present state of favorite form of communication where racy, if not down right X-rated texts, usually accompanied by a crotch shot (in the bathroom where the lighting and mirrors are best suited for the task) are ever present. No longer are we satisfied with Hallmark salutations and the occasional private e-mail professing our desires expressed in coded candor.
Long ago are the days of waiting for a little nookie after work or even an intense quickie at lunch. This microwave society wants it now; scratch that…right now! The more instantaneous and tittilating the sexting becomes, the more brazen we become-especially if it involves snapshots of our fantasies played out in
2-D. These days, its feels like pushing the envelope of decency and privacy has become a game of chance and circumstance. I mean think about it, we really tell ourselves that noone but the participants will ever see the sexting evidence and we trust him/her impeccably. Ha! Clearly, we’ve become delusional!
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Tiger Woods; Sandra Bullock’s husband, Jesse James; ????. The list goes on and on, but the question is will we learn anything from the people caught up in this messy scenario before us???
Having been a willing participant in this “sexting sensation” once or twice myself, I can honestly say that for me; the confirmation of the thrill coupled with my narcissistic needs is what drives me. I throw caution to the wind and seek approval with my most sexy proclamations and the most provocative pose I can muster. Yes, its true, I too have fallen victim to the seduction of validating my sexiness-BIG surprise there huh???
Sexting serves our need to be confirmed as attractive and desirable for both ourselves and the person(s) receiving the sext. It’s a liberating form of communication that transcends languages, culture, background and social standing which in a way is good for self worth and inner morale. Is it worth the price of embarrassment and shock that often accompanies it???
That’s a question that only we as individuals can answer for ourselves, but at the end of the day, I don’t forsee it stopping. As a matter of fact, it will probably get more explicit and shocking as technology makes it easier and easier for us to express our inner freak! All I can say i
