Imagine a World… (A pornography parable)
Imagine a world where women had certain ingrained expectations about their romantic interests. What do they expect in this world? Stunts. They GO WILD for a man who can fall down stairs, jump from moving vehicles, and light themselves on fire. Of course most men are uncomfortable with this, but they feel that in order to keep their woman happy they have to perform. They are competing with professional stunt men who make it look easy. Their wives and girlfriends subscribe to StuntBoy Magazine and watch videos of stunt performances online. And while these women understand that the men doing these things are professionals, and that they really shouldn't expect *their* man to be able to light themselves on fire and jump from a flying helicopter onto a moving train, they still *wish* that they could perform like that. And the more the women watch these videos the less satisfied they become with their man who is only able to do lame prat falls and is downright terrified of heights.
One night Bob was feeling particularly romantic and brave, so he invited his wife into the bedroom where he had rose petals sprinkled on the bed and a bunch of candles. Then he doused his hand in alcohol and sensuously lit it on fire. His wife was thrilled! It was a painful and somewhat embarrassing experience for Bob, (He forgot to have a bucket of water handy.) but it pleased her, and now he feels obligated to do this for her on a regular basis. Slowly and subtly this obligation begins to grow into resentment. Not directly toward his wife, mind you. Just at the fact that the expectation is there. That he knows if he doesn't do it, she may find another man who will. And while she finds his relatively mild stunt to be a nice overture, she wonders why he can’t do it every night. And add to the routine. Maybe throw himself through a sugar-glass window every now and again. Slowly and subtly she loses respect for her husband. She can’t put her finger on it, but something about him disappoints her.