April 28, 2024

The mountain of shit theory

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Rocco Siffredi and hedonophobia.

I managed to follow little of the film on Siffredi's life, but when I glimpsed the moralistic intent, my mind fell off and I decided to do something more interesting, like installing QubesOS on my old laptop. So, funny. And I must say that even when these little moralistic films about the life of Moana Pozzi (pronouncing the word “docuseries” should be a crime) about the life of Moana Pozzi came out, I found something else to do after a few minutes.

The reason why I don't like Italian biographies (or at least, shot in Italy) when it comes to porn actors is that the directors are too busy making something disappear that – at least after the 80s – Italian culture is not It's sturdy enough to hold: the pleasure.

Sex in Italy is not a taboo, more or less from the Rape of the Sabine Women onwards. What is taboo, however, is pleasure . Today's Italian culture is a hedonophobic culture.

And this is because a large part of the Italian population approaches pleasure with the attitude of a person who enters a restaurant without having an appetite, and if nothing satisfies him, he accuses the chef of not being capable.

Consequently, all these series that tell the life of famous porn stars in Italy have one thing in common. They hide the pleasure. They delete it from the film.

Which is why these little films don't last long before my eyes.


Perhaps you will say that Siffredi has made too many films about pleasure to even have a biography focused on it. It's such a wrong argument that I wouldn't even know where to begin to dismantle it: you're making the biography of someone who dedicated his life to representing sexual pleasure, and now you remove sexual pleasure from the biography. Does this make sense?

Can we do a biography of Iginio Massari without ever mentioning the word "sugar", the word "pastry" or the word "greedy"? Of course we can.

It's called a "shitty movie".

Can we do a biography of Hitler without ever mentioning the Jews? Certain. It's called "Revisionism".

And revisionism is not a strange phenomenon, let's be clear. If you look at the Wikipedia page on Mao Zedong you will find this:

Maozedong

Apart from the fact that Italian Wikipedia is a cesspool of conscienceless pigs, what does this description of Mao tell us? What does the description of Mao as “revolutionary, politician and poet” tell us? What would describe Hitler as “Chancellor, orator and painter”. Pathetic more than ridiculous.

Yet, no one perceives the pathetic, or the ridiculous, in describing Moana Pozzi as someone who does NOT like sex, or Siffredi as "a man exploited and treated as an object".

The effect, let's face it, is comical.

And perhaps we would be able to forgive these little films about the lives of porn stars as "comic comedies", if it weren't for the unpleasant puritanical and national-popular aspect . That is, for a clear "intellectual" and "cultural" agenda that intends to erase pleasure, such as appetite, from the horizon.


Taking it out on the Catholic component of Italian culture would be (and is) easy. And certainly in the discourse of the "national popular" who makes "family films" there is a Catholic component.

But the problem is that, particularly from Berlusconi onwards, the left is also involved.

To tell the truth, intellectuals' hatred for pleasure begins much earlier. For example, in art. There are many opinions on the difference between classical art and modern art. Mine is that modern art is an act of bigotry, aimed at creating works that give no pleasure in being looked at. And I don't mean sexual pleasure, I mean that aesthetic pleasure that you feel even when faced with things like a beautiful view, for example.

And if in Marinetti's manifesto one can still glimpse a pleasure in speed, power, dynamism, action (and large-displacement cars!), all the art that follows is completely devoid of any pleasure in fruition. . Castrated art. Sterilized art.

From here the hedonophobic intent has spread everywhere: take veganism for example. If the problem was removing animal products from food, you would just need to take the Silver Spoon or any other compendium of Italian recipes, and enjoy. Who doesn't like a caponata?

https://www.cucchiaio.it/ricetta/ricetta-caponata-classica/

But vegans don't like to eat vegan, they like to make you eat BAD, i.e. shit that disgusts your dick, or according to Rambo "things that would make a goat vomit". The vegan doesn't want to make you eat differently, otherwise he would give you the Silver Spoon and 60% of the recipes would already be vegan, reaching 70% if you remove the butter and add margarine.

No: the vegan wants to take away the PLEASURE of eating. You have to eat without enjoying it .

This removal of pleasure from every form of human activity has continued more or less in every sector. The art is completely devoid of any lust, the music is now reduced to a series of jingles that are fine to play in the combed places where you eat tofu (but without the "t" which could give you strange thoughts because It's a loud sound.)

Everything is being purged, and pleasure is being eliminated from every part of the culture.


Feminism, after art, has added another layer of this hedonophobic attitude: their motto seems to be "if it gives pleasure to men, it must be destroyed", so if you like boobs, no more boobs. Do you like porn? Enough porn. Do you like sexy woman? Enough sexy woman.

According to their doctrine, anything that gives pleasure to males must die.

Including the idea that “erotic” just means “porn that males don't like”, and all the paraphernalia.

And the struggle between Berlusconi and De Benedetti was grafted onto this. Before, on the right there was no enjoyment because it was a sin, but at least on the left there was the sexual revolution. Then comes Berlusconi. And suddenly pussy becomes Berlusconi's thing. Enjoying is like Berlusconi. The man of the left only enjoys it if he is GLBT. (or the Wifi password that replaced “GLBT”)

Does Maria Elena Boschi have a sexy slit with a fetish boot? Muuuuuuuhhhhhh Berlusconihhhhhh.
Moretti arrives and says “Ladylike” and is she a beautiful woman? Muuuuuuuuhhhhhh Berlusconihhhhh. Everything that makes a man happy is “Muuuuhhhh Berlusconihhhhh”.

With the result that today's left is for free, colorful and joyful sexuality, but only if it is called Gay Pride. Straight people are forbidden to be too Berlusconi. The beautiful babe is right-wing.

And the poor girl they "elected" as secretary has to pretend to be a lesbian and dress as if she were color blind in order to look like a toilet, and avoid the label of beautiful pussy: Muuuuuhhhhh Berlusconihhhh. It would be funny, if it wasn't nauseating.


Enriched by this left, the "national popular", the union of revisionist, bigoted and hypocritical, is also colored by the American-puritanism imported from the Anglosphere.

And so, we find ourselves with a film about Siffredi "an object man who suffers because he is exploited", and about Moana Pozzi who "doesn't like sex". They basically imply that Moana Pozzi fucked on set only because "I have to raise a family", when:

  • he didn't need to do it because he came from a wealthy family
  • he fucked left and right, off set, without any economic need to do so.

Siffredi's case is even pata-scientific, in the sense that it brings out "sex addiction", meaning that a normal male does not try to fuck a twenty-year-old capable of any anal performance, as he did, if he is not sick .

We must be clear about one thing: in the homo sapiens species no male can suffer from "sex addiction". It's an American nonsense invented by lawyers. Their clients ended up in prison for sex crimes, but many could be sent to “rehab” if “sex addiction” was proven. Thus, thanks to some doctors – who work for lawyers – the existence of all these "addictions", which serve to get rich clients out of prison and send them to "rehab", was made fun of.

There is no SERIOUS scientific literature that talks about it: there are papers, normally without peer review, very few serious citations, and you can find them in the same "scientific" journals where global warming is denied and intelligent design is demonstrated.

An addiction is a deficiency or distortion of the reward system of the human brain, which struggles to manage the dopamine-serotonin duo, linked to anticipation and release, following unnatural doses of some experience. The trouble is that the male brain is literally built not to do this: since the human reproductive organ has limits, the person has (physiological) erection problems long before damaging the reward system. Point. No way.

But American lawyers need it to exist , so they can take wealthy clients accused of "sexual misconduct", say they are "sex addicts" and send them to "rehab". They end up locked in a clinic, together with other men and other women – all obsessed with sex – for a few months. I've seen many videos on the internet that start like this.

When they come out, they feel much better. I believe it.


Of course, in both cases we are talking about the perfect excuse to remove pleasure from porn. And so the script is always this:

Oh, it sucks to have sex with twenty-five year old girls who are pro anal. How sad, getting your dick sucked by two girls with drip lips. Oh my God, what a pain when they deep throat you. And what a horror for women to find themselves surrounded by super-gifted, well-built stallions with almost superhuman performances. How boring it must be. Why would anyone like it?

This seems to be the moral of all Italian films about characters from the world of porn.

A porn without pleasure.


What to say? Painful and desolating show. Films made for people who, as I have already written, face the pleasures of life with the soul of someone who enters a restaurant without having an appetite.

My hope? To still be alive when they try to sanctify Valentina Nappi. Because she's been saying for years that

  • she likes cock
  • she likes sex
  • she thinks she's a slut

and I pray that I will still be there when, in trying to sanctify it, they have to go against his own words.

Valentina, hotbed of heroes!

Uriel Fanelli


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