I finished several books this week as part of my Unschooled Master of Theology Program. You can check them all out here. During this marathon, I finally finished Philosophy, Pussycats, and Porn, which I had hoped would be an interesting philosophical treatment from the perspective a pornstar, but found instead a trivial diary of what seemed like a twelve year old girl.
There were no real gems of wisdom here. No fascinating philosophical or metaphysical insights, no substantive take on the human condition or even the mind of men (you would think there would at least be that).
But Let’s jump in anyway and take a look at what is supposed to be the wilder side of life. Hint. It doesn’t appear to be.