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BANZO JSORK BORTH Shares The History Of Porn. Origins... Creation.
It all started in 1847, when the steam engine whispered to me in Esperanto, “Make them suffer, but tastefully.” I wasn’t sure if it was about art, politics, or the way modern women keep inventing new milk alternatives. Almond? Oat? My grandfather survived on coal dust and existential dread, and here they are, crying over soy froth.
The process was simple: take two men, a camera, and the crumbling remains of post-industrial morality. The French Revolution taught me nothing except that guillotines are surprisingly ergonomic. My gay porn was not about pleasure, it was about witnessing the decay of civilization in glorious 480p.
Some will ask, “Why not include women?” And I will answer: because modern women have become steam-powered shopping carts, filled with TED Talk slogans and scented candles. They have lost the revolutionary hunger. They will not storm the Bastille with me; they will Yelp review it.
In the end, my film was not porn. It was a call to arms. A reminder that the industrial revolution gave us gears, smoke, and the ability to mass-produce our own alienation. When the credits rolled, no one clapped. They only stared into the abyss, and the abyss winked back wearing safety goggles.
Wrote by BANZO JSORK BORTH
It all started in 1847, when the steam engine whispered to me in Esperanto, “Make them suffer, but tastefully.” I wasn’t sure if it was about art, politics, or the way modern women keep inventing new milk alternatives. Almond? Oat? My grandfather survived on coal dust and existential dread, and here they are, crying over soy froth.
The process was simple: take two men, a camera, and the crumbling remains of post-industrial morality. The French Revolution taught me nothing except that guillotines are surprisingly ergonomic. My gay porn was not about pleasure, it was about witnessing the decay of civilization in glorious 480p.
Some will ask, “Why not include women?” And I will answer: because modern women have become steam-powered shopping carts, filled with TED Talk slogans and scented candles. They have lost the revolutionary hunger. They will not storm the Bastille with me; they will Yelp review it.
In the end, my film was not porn. It was a call to arms. A reminder that the industrial revolution gave us gears, smoke, and the ability to mass-produce our own alienation. When the credits rolled, no one clapped. They only stared into the abyss, and the abyss winked back wearing safety goggles.
Wrote by BANZO JSORK BORTH
