Since Fifty Shades of Grey we have seen an explosion in the acceptance and embrace of what has become known as ‘mummy porn.’
Followers would like to see this as a feminist sexual revolution. I was reading an article in the SA Weekend Magazine, in which they interviewed Holly Hill, author of The Velvet Pouch, which has been labeled as daring, controversial and risqué.
Ms. Hill rejoices that “eBooks have provided three main things: anonymous purchase, closet-enabled reading – no one knows if you are looking at porn or algebra notes and eBooks also cost less. That means that people can afford more risky – and risqué- reading material.”
She’s hoping that her book will “help more women realize that the girl with the slutty clothes or the gorgeous sex worker or the flirtatious secretary isn’t the enemy, rather she is a celebration of our gender and part of our repressed selves.”
While I found these comments appalling and completely misguided as to what is actually healthy both for women and society, the real kicker was that she compared herself and her followers to those who believed that the world was round when everyone else was saying it was flat.
Seriously? Far too many people these days are claiming that their ‘revolution’ (which in reality is the equivalent of promoting that the world is triangular) is akin to the great awakening and discovery that the world was round.
Revolutions don’t always mean progression or discovery of truth. Just look at history.