Porn has gone officially mainstream in Umno-owned Utusan Malaysia

Perkasa's Zul Noordin has misunderstood Anwar's statements with regard to the 13th general election results.

First, Anwar has been consistent in saying that results of certain constituencies are questionable, not all.

Second, the first-past-the-post system used to be workable until the rule was amended following the May 13, 1969 incident, whereby the previously stipulated condition of the largest and the smallest constituencies cannot be greater than 15%.

As an example, if the smallest constituency has 100,000 voters, then the largest permissible constituency is 115,000. Clearly, the gerrymandering and the disappearance of the constituency-size stipulation from the constitution have enabled Umno-led BN to win in the recent general election.

Third, no rule is cast in stone. If there is a will, there is a way. It is entirely up to the people to effect institutional change as they deemed fit. The people are the boss, the government is their servants.

Well all i can say is everyone seems to be saying its ok because the woman is ok and she wants it, what about the man, if he doesn't want it equ.. more Mon, 13 Sep, 2010Sunil Thakore You will loose your friend and you will loose your wife and your friend's wife will be destitute in the process. Think with your brain not with .. more Wed, 15 Sep, 2010

Topic owner: Zorian Delta: Has anybody come across a situation where a married guy is in relationship with friend's wife. The relationship turned intimate without the friend knowing it.

The pros and cons of this affair

However, the topic, even academically deserves this, in my humble opinion :

Zulkifli, you are wrong. Seriously wrong. Where did you get your law degree from? We, the smarter-than-thou Malaysians, understand and don't really care about popular vote being proportional to number of seats. Such proportion is not possible.

You can have 50.01% popular votes and get 100% seats, and we can accept that is possible (because that is when you have 50.01% popular votes in every constituency).

What we care is, BN has less than 50% popular votes and yet get 60% seats - that's only possible when EC allows gerrymandering.

Don't think we are idiots, Zulkifli, or else you will receive 5.6 million police reports against you for seditiously undermining our intelligence.

 

1. Today's ambience promotes this, perhaps. i'm not certain. Maybe it's been like this always. I don't know. Adult movies, porn, soft porn in cinema, so-called "sensitive portrayal" of human suxual relations in overall human interpersonal relations in cinema etc might be contributory factors.

 

Also right and wrong is getting blurred. Elders don't lead, maybe. Spiritual leaders fail in ehical conduct as examples, maybe. It's all the same everywhere, maybe. Some religiions are open some are not, maybe.

 

In cases of betrayal I'd suggest all people involved come together under some elder or by themselves and. The wrong doers, if they maybe called that in today's moral atmosphere should confess and seek pardon. A sin committed in secret is expiated if admitted openly among all concerned . Tough. But evolution is tough. Growth is painful. Sincere repentence with tears for becoming a better person will not evoke severe and punishing back lash. Forgivance may take place. ALL THIS IS IS IMPORTANT FOR THE KIDS, IF ANY. If not, the individuals would contribute to a better society. Many couples have dealt with infidelity successfully and emerged as wiser and ripe people.

 

Examples in private and public domain for this is not wanting.

 

Shall we hope we grow though we make mistakes? how about if u find out tht your partner had multiple partners before and after marriage and has been involved in shameless act of being in a 3sum sexual encounter and the fact that they record and post it online any one here can suggest the outcome of such a relationship ....? At such point is it wrong to walkout of the relation..?en the married guys wife and the friend come to know (eventually they will) then the sh*t will hit the fan. And we know what happens when a running fan has something thrown into it. Goes everywhere!it is a matter of love and affection.. the situations will speak Ali It depends where you living, the society , according my experience the Local London women most of them wanted it, they wanted their husband to introduce his friends and BBQ party and ready for show, its very simple, and required in thier lives, i personalt know 12 such couples, where those wives create the situation for such activity and they choose which friend is more like minded and then seduce them for a while the game is ready just start to play when ever got the chance. My opinion is bad for bad dont play bad.When Intelligence is hijacked by Hormones

 

 I feel that more than celebrating Valentines Day, there is an imperative need for educating the young minds on love and Sex which are designed by the super power for a healthy and happy life. The rule of the nature is, every specie living on this planet atempts to reproduce and hence human beings are also not an exception. The present young generation, in a large measure takes life for granted and they want to do whatever they want with their body, unmindful of the consequences. Because, they are of the opinion that with advancement in the medical technology, there is a cure for everything.

 

This is the dumbest explanation I have ever heard, but no doubt it is meant for the ears of the ignorant rural folk.

Following Perkasa vice-president Zulkifli Noordin's example, I would go further - BN had nine badminton players on their side of the court, playing against one Anwar Ibrahim.

That would complete his analogy. Now, what does the umpire have to say about how the game was played?

 

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 Perkasa vice-president Datuk Zulkifli Noordin is again showing off his mathematic skills when disputing Pakatan Rakyat’s (PR) popular vote win in Election 2013.

This is from the candidate who said he was 101 per cent sure of winning Shah Alam from PAS’s Khalid Samad.

“Selangor will be returned to Barisan Nasional — there is no ‘if’. I am 101 per cent sure that I will win. There is no ‘ifs’ — I am very confident. There is no ‘ifs’ — NO. After 5th of May, you will see me as the wakil rakyat of Shah Alam,” Zulkifli told the fz.com news portal before Nomination Day.For the record, Khalid won with larger majority, winning 49,009 votes while Zulkifli only received 38,070.

In an opinion piece headlined “Mitos undi popular PRU-13” published today in Umno-owned Utusan Malaysia, Zulkifli accused PKR’s Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim of lying and twisting the facts in an attempt to hoodwink Malaysian voters into believing the unregistered PR opposition had beaten the ruling Barisan Nasional (BN) to gain the popular vote.

“Anwar’s allegation that the total votes obtained by the DAP-PKR-PAS alliance of 5,623,984 (or 49.96 per cent), 386,285 votes more than the BN (which obtained 5,237,699 or 46.53 per cent) is a lie and a distortion because,” he wrote, adding, “DAP-PKR-PAS contested separately using their own symbols on the ballot paper which is the rocket (DAP)-moon (PAS)-one eye (PKR); there absolutely was not a joint opposition symbol.”

He also pointed out that there were certain constituencies where the three parties had overlapped in fielding their own candidates, naming as examples Sungai Aceh, Penang and Kota Damansara, Selangor and that PR was not registered as an alliance.

Well, Zulkifli, you lost. And BN lost the popular vote, only getting 47 per cent nationwide.

Like Shah Alam, the rest of the popular vote went to PR, which is not registered but has acted as a coalition since Election 2008, where it won four states and kept Kelantan.

This time around, PR lost Kedah, didn’t get to win back Perak but kept three states and got bigger majorities in Penang and Selangor.

Perhaps, you should go and study mathematics again. Then come back when you are 101 per cent good at it.

After all, that is the only myth you need to believe in.

 When you cheat in exams or collude with another and help them cheat, both parties, if caught, will be automatically disqualified from passing and will be prevented from sitting the exams again or if in school or university, will be almost certainly, be expelled.

When professionals are caught cheating or committing fraud, whether in collusion or not, they are disbarred, disrobed or struck off registers, as well as facing criminal prosecution, fines and jail sentences.

You cheat at games, you get red cards, suspensions and bans and may also face criminal sanctions.

So why when you cheat blatantly at the general election and yet expect to get away with it, and even be rewarded with the spoils gained illegally, unlawfully and unconstitutionally?

Some weeks back, we read news reports in various newspapers about an IRS officer who shot an obscene video of his wife and threatened to blackmail her for more dowry. Actually, we read a little more than just that — newspapers pointed out that the act that was filmed was one of 'unnatural sex' according to some and sodomy according to more detail-oriented accounts. As far as news goes, perhaps there is nothing wrong about the reports — the facts had been stated, not sensationalised, and certainly the story, tragic as it is, was newsworthy. 

The question is whether it was necessary to point out what the precise nature of the infraction was. How necessary was it to highlight the fact that the husband sodomised his wife and filmed her? Was the fact that a husband would stoop to filming any act of sex with his wife and threaten to circulate a video not disturbing enough? The specific nature of the offence might increase reader interest given its apparent unnaturalness, but is there not a line that mainstream newspapers should respect and stay within?

There are other instances of how seemingly factual news takes on a thin film of salaciousness in the manner in which it gets reported. The tragic saga of Fiza is another case in point. It is intriguing how throughout the whole saga, the woman concerned was called by the name that she took on in order to get married by changing her religion. Anuradha Bali just does not carry a whiffed of doomed romance as does Fiza, all Urdu yearning wrapped up in Hindi film song pain. The surname, Mohammed too was dropped deemed to be too clunky and too real sounding for the story. The man involved continued to be called by his original name Chander Mohan; no one referred to him as Chand Mohammed, his adopted name. The story was dramatic enough in any case; we had a minister chuck up his position for the sake of love, getting married in full public glare, quickly changing his mind and dumping the other woman who eventually passed away in mysterious circumstances a year later. The urge to laminate reality with superimposed drama serves to exoticise what happened. Also it locates the victim in a larger narrative that serves as an invisible background score that pushes us towards certain judgmental conclusions. In this case, the woman is made into a wisp of romance, reduced to a stereotyped notion of the temptress, by removing her from a social context, and exhausting her of any other identity but that of the tragic siren. 

At a certain level, all news does get packaged. The reason why news items are referred to as stories is perhaps because they need to resonate with human beings at some emotional level. these are facts polished subtly to become narrative accounts of life that connect with some anxiety, hope or need that the reader experiences. This is particularly true in the case of crime reporting where other people's misery is usually dramatic, random and dreadful all at the same time, and this induces a thrill of anxiety in the reader. Attempts to bring the victim closer, to instil the feeling that 'this could happen to any of you just as easily' is one of the underlying drivers of how stories get presented. This is why victims and criminals are both usually identified in a manner that invites some form of empathy and vicarious excitement. Descriptors like 'son of IAS officer' or model (even if only an aspiring one, like a million applicants for a reality show), MBA student, MNC executive are routinely used to place the event in a context that elevates the story value of the event.

But this takes on a more insidious character when crimes against women are involved. Devices employed include making the victim more attractive, and in many cases actively adding a sexualised layer of description. The photographs most used are invariably the ones where the person looks her youngest and most attractive, even if the picture might have been dated. In the case of Bhanwari Devi, the woman who was allegedly killed by her paramour, a Rajasthan, for becoming inconvenient, the photograph most in circulation showed her in the prime of her youth. This tends to be true of female victims in general- the coverage tends to be squint-eyed in that it simultaneously expresses horror and outrage while exploiting the victim sexually in the manner in which she is presented. 

Much like the Hindi film rape, which uses the horrific to excite the base, the coverage of crimes against women takes on an exploitative hue, even without apparent overt intention. In some ways, the actions of the moral police are a more extreme version of this schizophrenic instinct, where morality becomes an excuse to do precisely what one is seemingly condemning. The recent instance in Mangalore of a bunch of right wing activists crashing a party and attacking the boys and pawing the girls, while apparently overcome with moral concerns illustrates this dichotomous behaviour. The pornography of morality is more frightening than the real thing for it comes cloaked in righteous legitimacy. The appropriation of women and their behaviour as a societal responsibility of which one becomes the self-appointed guardian results in being able to justify hooliganism and sexual exploitation in the name of moral reform.

For media in particular, the need to draw sharper boundaries is more critical. The complicity of media in the Guwahati pub incident is an extreme manifestation of the extent to which media participates in acts of exploitation in the name of garnering viewership. But it is in the more subtle and everyday occurrence of dressing up news, packaging it for more ready consumption, the squeezing out of more voyeuristic elements from the story, that the real transgression lies. All under the cloak of outrage and shame.

No one whispers about it anymore. There's no need for dark theaters where furtive men skulk with guilt and damp handkerchiefs. Women need not giggle about Victorian novels with "dirty parts." Kids don't have to wait for Sex Ed, mom and dad, or that kid down the street who'll show them a penis. No, the Internet has democratized the visual narrative of anatomical sex and every kid with a computer and a door on their room is online and gettin' it on, women have made the remarkably unremarkable book Fifty Shades of Gray a bestseller, and men likely know more about the minutia of labial folds than they ever imagined they would.

Welcome to Porn 2.0. Or are we already at 3?

Given its ubiquity and availability, there's no surprise in conversations I've had with younger adults who admit that porn comprises the bulk of their sexual mentoring and messaging, where they pick up their standards and practices, and how they learn to view the opposite (or same) sex in terms of visual composition and body parts (and really, that's pretty much the focus of porn, isn't it?). I've talked to and observed young women anxious that their breasts aren't big enough, butts small enough, or fashion sense "hot" enough. I've talked to young men who say they imbibe porn on a regular basis and have grown to expect partners free of pubic hair "because that's just what we're used to" based on what they're watching (and teen and 20-something girls appear to be complying, as corroborated by a gynecologist friend of mine). When both infantilizing a woman's body and demanding a Pamela Anderson rack are the expected ideals for women today, I get bone-weary for my younger sisters.

Now before you get all snitty about how I'm this or that, I'm well aware of how protective, defensive, and proprietary many feel about their porn. As a news and opinion writer for a number of years, I've become well-versed on the heat that gets incited when discussing things like the Second Amendment, religion in politics, or Chick-fil-A, but I learned by surprise, after writing a piece called It's Not HBO, It's Porn, just how passionate people get about their pornography. I was so pummeled for making critical statements about the gratuitous use of porn-level sex in mainstream TV, I approach this discussion with the same caution I might approach gun control or gay marriage.

None at all.

Because it's been mainstreamed; it's come out from behind the curtain into the bright light of public analysis, much like the penises and waxed vaginas we now see everywhere, and that makes it fair game. We've got The Daily Beast running a sympathy piece by porn star Aurora Snow about how damn hard porn is on a girl's body (Blood, Sweat and Sex: My Hard Life in Porn); we've got the Mr.Skin website, described as "the world's foremost authority on celebrity nudity... the web's #1 go-to destination for the complete skinny on Hollywood starlets at their hottest"; we've got TV shows casting porn stars like Sasha Greyfor the sheer PR buzz of casting a porn star (see, amongst other things, the late, greatEntourage). We've got a culture that not only aggrandizes, utilizes and idealizes porn in every nook and cranny of life, but one that, oddly, can turn it around to bully and berate anyone who might find the hypersaturation a tad hyperbolic.

Sigh.

I was on a panel recently on the topic of whether or not men's body parts are being as amply represented as women's in TV and film (they're not), and as we discussed these matters of earth-shattering importance, Mr. Skin himself (aka Jim McBride) asked me what I had against porn. As I told Jim: nothing. Have at it, as people have for the last many centuries. Use it, enjoy it, be inspired by it, get off to it, but do we really need penises and vaginas on the kitchen table, literally and figuratively? Isn't there some room for discretion and selectiveness about sex, or has the notion of connecting those body parts to something real and personal become as outdated as pubic hair?

I suspect it's like the old adage about Catholic girls who morph into insatiable party animals once out of bondage (to borrow a porn image). While that hardly applies to everyCatholic girl, it does seem to apply to porn. Now that it's been mainstreamed, taken out of the back room, pulled out from those seedy theaters, it's on every menu on every table. One TV show after another has entered the race to feature the most naked women putting body parts to work in service of... well, if not the plot (rarely required), at least the viewing pleasure of porn-savvy audiences. A few penises show up in the bolder shows and movies. We've got premiere cable sharing "Real Sex" with us, every kind of online viewing option available at the click of a key, and little (none?) of it supplies emotional context or purpose outside of physical gratification... because we're in the "Age of Porn" and anything goes: discretion, selectively, aesthetics, plot narrative, or oversaturation be damned.

But beyond the gladiator-like viewing of pumping participants, what is all this doing to the young people coming up in the world and just learning about sex; just grasping what to do with those oft-photographed and widely used body parts? It used to be parents, schools, and mentors translated the mysteries, magic, and confusions of sex to up-and-comers; now, even if parents and schools do get to them first, it's porn that does the heavy lifting. And I question whether Aurora Snow, Sasha Grey or the bevy of bouncing babes and boys who saturate every screen, story, reality show and website help our developing young adults translate the many mixed and sometimes soul-killing messages much of porn conveys. They may be amazingly gymnastic and libido tickling, but they leave out the antiquated notions of tenderness, connection, fidelity and, dare I say, love.

When teens and young women feel generalized pressure to "look like porn stars"; when boys don't seem to grasp that photographing and "fingering" a drunk, unconscious teen constitutes rape, and when anyone reticent about dragging sex from its private quarters to the well-lit mainstream is considered pathetic and prudish, there are some serious things to consider.

Enjoy your porn responsibly, call me names if you'd like, but I want to assure young girlsthat they don't have to crawl across the floor if they don't want to; don't have get boob jobs to please porn-prompted boyfriends, and don't have to regress their vaginas to pre-puberty status in order to enjoy oral sex. They can rise above peer and cultural pressure, love their bodies as they are, and assert their sexuality without being obligated to kiss a girl for a boy or drop to their knees for love. I also hope we can imbue our young men with a more expansive view of women, sex, and the visual expectations the world they live in seems to encourage.

Because we are all more than our body parts, gynecological or otherwise. Tell that to porn.

Women are suffering from an epidemic ofinsecurity about their bodies, a shocking new poll has revealed.

According to the poll conducted by YouGov, 59 per cent women said they have negative thoughts about their looks at least four times a day, while half feel guilty at least some of the time after eating.

Worryingly, one quarter of women would take it as a compliment if someone told us we looked too thin, the Sunreported. The exclusive survey also found that many women blame "women" for making them worry about weight. 45 per cent said it was their own gender rather than men who made them feel like they have to be thin.

The survey of 1,831 women across the UK also revealed that a vast 74 per cent believe society - general portrayal of the image of beauty is currently too thin.
However, almost half (42 per cent) of the respondents claimed that in reality, a size 12 is "perfect".

Research shows an alarming increase in the number of people in the state who are addicted to porn... students included.

God's Own Country, of late, is in the news for all the wrong reasons. The latest addition is the alarming increase in the rate of pornography. When compared to other states, Kerala is the largest producer of porn videos in India, say industry insiders. They point out alcohol addiction, lack of sex education and a conservative society as factors contributing to this development."Surprisingly, a large number of school children are addicted to porn," says psychiatrist C P Somanath. He recently attended to a case where a Class II student was brought to him by the boy's parents for counselling as he was caught watching a porn video. 

Dr Somanath points out that if children are exposed to such videos during their sexually evolving stage, they get acquainted with such videos and even develop an addiction towards it, which may continue even after they get married. Psychologist Dr Vipin too shares the view and says that excessive use of porn for sexual pleasure has paved way for cybercrimes and rapes too.

About 136 cases of obscene publication or transmission were reported under the IT Act by
the National Crime Records Bureau (NCRB) in 2011, and Kochi was identified as the hub of cybercrime, followed by Calicut and Trivandrum. "Those exposed to such obscene videos have poor impulse control as their mind would be pre-occupied with such obscene and gross thoughts," explains Dr Somanath.The lack of sex education in the state is also to be blamed for this development. "Through sex education, children should be taught to respect their body, what to watch and what not to, and practice a healthy relationship with their partner and friends of the opposite gender. However, sex education is almost nil in most schools in the state," says Dr Vipin.

The society is also too conservative. The more you restrict someone from doing something, the more the curiosity to explore, warns psychiatrist V Chalam Das. Dr Vipin says parents and teachers should openly discuss about the positive and negative aspects of sex. "Media can also help in channelling their thoughts in the right direction," he says.

All people in this post are amalgams of people I know, so if you think this is about you ... it probably is.My dear friend, henceforward known as Crystal, (a name I used once to great effect) called me the other night in a state of crisis. She'd forgotten something at home and returned sooner than expected to pick it up only to find her husband of 15 years, Frank (pronounced Franc) watching an adult film on his MacBook Air.

There was a breathless pause wherein she awaited my shock and dismay. But all I said was, "And ... ?"

This may be a sign of the apocalypse, but I wasn't shocked, dismayed, appalled, perturbed or even mystified. It just seemed pretty ordinary. I'm going to guess that most people -- I have no statistics to back this up so feel free to jump in -- but most human adults have at least upon one occasion viewed for the purpose of self- and/or couple gratification theSopornos. Search your soul -- or just your computer history -- and tell me I'm wrong??

Pornography has always existed -- have you seen the Mayan hieroglyphs? The ancient texts of the Kama Sutra? Just head to your local museum of art where it won't surprise you to discover that Rome is the "birthplace of modern pornography" -- and of course all roads lead there.

I was watched like a hawk by my parents when puberty hit, and even so I was exposed to my first pornographic image as a seventh grader by my friend Annabeth Lingua (admittedly not her true identity).

Annabeth was bookish, with owl-lensed glasses. She wore her hair in a bowl cut, skirts to her knees and blouses buttoned up to the neck. She was a Good Girl. But her mother, Savannah, was a lusty divorcee who sunbathed topless in the backyard while we scandalized middle-school girls treaded water, pimply and flat-chested in the swimming pool nearby.

One day when Savannah traipsed out at 4 p.m., no doubt to meet one of her liaisons in an upscale Howard Johnson, Annabeth and I were left to our own devices. Before five minutes had passed, we were eyeballs deep in pornographic magazines found under the master bed.

I had only recently read (in my closet with a flashlight) a purloined copy of Judy Blume's "Forever," from which I discovered one could kiss and copulate simultaneously. Imagine my stupefaction that both could also be done while standing in pleather stilettos!

In 2012 we have either the good fortune or extremely bad luck of being able to access pornography in our homes on televisions, computers and even on our cell phones. Not that I've done that. I've just heard that you can do that.

I'm ambivalent about pornography. It bears an unsavory sheen. Also I worry I'll be smote from above should I use pornography for my private gratification. That perhaps I'll be cursed with a flesh-eating virus rendering me fingerless in recompense for my transgression.

But here is what I'll admit in print. Cable TV has single-handedly kept things frolicsome in my marital bed for 14 years. Fourteen years, people. Fourteen. Years. And Henry won't be able to pry his wrists from my lifeless, rigamortic grip until we hit the Golden Anniversary. We'll both be pushing 100, but it's going to happen.

Some of my favorite aphrodisiacs include True Blood, Spartacus, Hung (which sadly was canceled), Girls and Game of Thrones. Oh sure, sure, the story lines are compelling, the dialogue whip-smart, the worlds rarefied, but let's face it, these shows are all soft porn.

Soft or hard (yes, a pun), I think pornography can help keep a marriage fresh, vital, funny and ever-evolving if it's not used as a replacement for actual sex with your spouse.

And just as the Native Americans bless the animal that sacrificed their lives to provide them dinner, I too sometimes bless the performers who sacrificed their dignity to give me my ... FADE TO BLACK.

Do you dare leave your thoughts? You can use your Porn Star pseudonym. Mine is Buffington Shelby (street I grew up on, first pet).