Don't get me wrong, I love porn. A lot. I celebrate everything involved with seeing people I don't know naked and/or getting it on. But even I have limits. I do ask that all involved are doing so willingly and of their own free will. I'm not a fan of the intrusive voyeur porn that you can find in just about every corner of the web.
Last week one such video was everywhere you looked on line. I'm speaking, of course, of the "peephole cam" video of ESPN reporter Erin Andrews innocently curling her hair and checking out her own booty while nude. I may never know why a person would just stand in the middle of their hotel room naked, but I defend their right to do so without having to worry about covering the peephole with duct tape. Maybe she air dries. Maybe her clothes were being pressed. Or, just maybe, she really enjoys looking at her own naked body, which with the state of the modern American woman's body image, would be a miracle. Whatever the reason, she has the right to assume that she has privacy in her hotel room. Or by the pool. Or on a mall escalator. Or orbiting the sun at a distance of 800 million kilometers.
Such is the crass and intrusive nature of today's media that not even Jupiter was safe in a moment of unexpected exposure. The eyes of nerds, dorks and dweebs all over the world are fixed on Jupiter's "gash" this week and I think it's sick. The headline in the Sydney Morning Herald read: "Hubble Snaps Close-Up of Jupiter's Big Gash". Was "big" really necessary? Maybe Jupiter isn't as cool with how it looks as Erin Andrews is and might feel really hurt by referring to it's gash as big. What's next, commenting on the size of my anus?