With the
battle royale pic as my desktop background now, I continue to find myself both intrigued and disturbed.
The situation is sad to the point where it's maddening, and I can't escape the shameful guilt in helping to create the demand that brings young girls to become ejaculate repositories for perverts and deviants to gawk at.
The compassion I feel for her is overshadowed by the undeniable feeling of shallowness in only caring and feeling for those who are beautiful, and the guilt laden fact that the ugly, downtrodden, or poor would likely get no such pity.
In the sick justification of all of this, is the fact that we all benefit from the suffering of others. Our coffee beans are brewed with the sweat of poor farmers, and our nikes are made by children. I don't think I'm any more guilty of exploitation (whether for material possesions or porn) than anyone else is, but it doesn't seem to make this any more acceptable, and like the rest of you, I can't seem to resist.