A Silent Danger to Men & Boys Today We’re Blatantly Ignoring
It’s not drinking, smoking, unemployment, or purposelessness
“Beep, Beep,” you’re jolted out of your restless sleep.
Scrolling through your phone, you drag your butt out of bed and rest it on the toilet seat.
A racy lingerie ad pops up. Or a sultry hottie pops on your Explore page. Or a feed article has a saucy featured image.
Your breathing quickens. The last shred of sleepiness vaporizes. Your dark curiosity beckons.
The ad gets its click. The IG model gets her profile visit. The attributed photographer’s collection gets checked out.
“Wait, She has an OnlyFans? No harm in a quick peek”, “Wow! This ad model is gorgeous. Lemme google her” “Oh! This photographer’s done erotic shoots as well. Well, I’m a man of art”
Accelerating down the hill, your curiosity snowballs out of control.
In a blink, you’re on the hub — HD-browsing the wildest fantasies known to mankind while fondling your nethers.
As the buildup explodes in one nanosecond of pleasure, a wave of guilt, shame, and self-disgust washes over you.
You contemplate the meaning of life. You contemplate the meaninglessness of pleasure.
You contemplate the devilish force that yanked you from innocent sleepy scrolling — into a dirty dopamine explosion.
But This Insidious Loop Doesn’t Stop There…
As the post-nut guilt fades, the call of the Succubus grows seductive again.
Known as the Chaser effect, your brain (re)craves the dopamine hit so much that it invents B.S. justifications.
“I’ve anyways jacked off once. Might as well make the most out of it.”
“Today’s anyways gone to the dogs. I’ll restart NoFap from tomorrow.”
But the initial strip teases that got you off aren’t enough. You need more. Soon, hardcore hub stuff doesn’t cut it. You need more. Nothing human cuts it anymore.
You need more — delving into the twisted world of tentacles, horses, and Satan knows what else.
Shuttling between binging Netflix, Call Of Duty, The Glorious Hub, and Cheerios— you’re left with a full stomach, numb mind, and empty balls.
With fried dopamine receptors and rock-bottom energy, you crash for the day. Tomorrow, it’ll be different.
Tomorrow arrives with a “Beep beep” scream.
Silencing the alarm with half-lidded eyes, you check your notifications — all the way to the toilet seat.
The rest is “History repeats itself.”
The Raging Problem with “Moderation Is the Key”
The more Pop-Tarts you gulp, the more Kellogs profits. The longer you binge Suits, the more Netflix rakes in. The more you jack off, the thicker P*rnhub’s wallet gets.
It’s you, an individual, against billion-dollar corporations.
An army of experts in psychology, technology, evolution, and neuroscience is busy figuring out how to keep us addicted to our addictions.
The Tarts get crispier and tastier. New seasons have juicier suspense.
The p*rn gets steamier, crazier, and more mind-blowing. Plus, a click away is an ever-expanding HD library — to blast your dopamine receptors into oblivion.
Studies have shown that p*rn affects the brain in ways similar to cocaine!
Even if you try “moderating,” your definition of moderation keeps soaring.
You start with once a week. A shitty 1-on-1 with your boss? What harm in busting a quick one? Soon, it’s daily — “But it’s anyhow better than someone doing it 3 times a day, right?”
Even “getting laid” won’t protect you against jacking off to p*rn — a brief dry spell can trigger relapses. Even a loving relationship won’t bulletproof you— maybe she isn’t “feeling it,” and you decide to rub out a quick one.
Ask anyone who’s been a serious NoFap practitioner for years, and they’ll agree that with p*rn, moderation is a myth.
Even the softest call to the Succubus flushes moderation down the drain.
Here’s Where Things Get Much, MUCH Scarier
Nigh everything is soft-core p*rn.
Racy chocolate ads. Condom ads. Steamy no-holds-barred scenes in TV shows. Skimpy lingerie billboards — one so seductive that Milan police had to remove it!
Since “Sex sells,” all society and pop media sell us today is sex — packaged in different forms.
Most pre-pubescent boys have their own smartphones — with access to TikTok, Instagram, and other soft-core p*rn stores we call “social media.”
Actual p*rn sites?
One Incognito tab away with measly “Do You Confirm You’re Above 18” pop-ups— which even a chimpanzee can click “Yes.” Would a hormone-raging teenager stop?
Isn’t it glaringly obvious that all this is orchestrated?
Society deliberately wants men to be weak, docile, and obedient to their wives/society — hooked to 2D pixel women and OnlyFans women selling bathwater.
This is a “Psyops” in the truest sense.
Still think this is “mere chance”? What about p*rnographic books in school libraries — and NSFW G/PG/PG-13 movies “safe” for pubsecent kids?
The worst part is none of this is talked about.
Climate change. The AI dilemma. Cocaine/Heroin addictions. LGBTQ+ rights.
Yes, those issues are important — but none have as immediate, as widespread, or as silently lethal an effect as the p*rn epidemic.
In his TedX video, The Great P*rn Experiment, Gary Wilson called p*rn a “public health issue”
30 million American men suffer from Erectile Dysfunction (ED). Over 60% of young men are single. 20% of men have admitted to watching p*rn at work!
Even deeply Christian men have fallen prey to p*rn. The most shocking statistic yet?
1 in 10 kids under the age of 10 have watched p*rn!
Sex robots. AI girlfriends. Interactive live cams. Metaverse p*rn. Immersive VR p*rn.
It’s only gonna get worse.
If You’re a Young Parent (or Soon-To-Be Parent)…
Then, a huge responsibility rides on your shoulders.
While there isn’t a 100% guaranteed way to shield your children from the p*rn epidemic, you can and should try your best.
The younger your kid(s), the stronger the neuroplasticity — so, while the damage risk of NSFW exposure is high, the protection payoff is also immense.
I’m not a father yet — and things would be much worse by the time I have kids. Here’s what I’d do:
- Zero screen time until 5 — Neuroplasticity is strongest until age 5. Leverage that. No devices of their own or exposure to other devices. Zero social media. Zero device addiction. Zero eye strain — a win-win-win.
- For older children, enable “Safe Search” and “Parental Control.” There are ways to circumvent this, but some barrier is better than none. Plus, the “friction” can dissuade them.
- Keep an eye on the peer group. If not for dirty classmates in a dirtier school, I would’ve found p*rn much later — yes, it’s inevitable. But the longer you delay it, the lesser the damage.
- Give them the “talk.” Before puberty turns innocent boys into hormone-raging crazies, sit them down for a “sex talk.” Explain the hormonal nature of urges, the poisonous effects of p*rn, intersexual dynamics, sexual consent, and safe (protected) sex.
- Drill the damage of jacking off to p*rn deep into their awareness. How p*rn makes you objectify women, pump cheap dopamine, develop unreal sex expectations, and shy away from real romance.
- Encourage them to find real-world romantic partners — Inculcate a healthy worldview of women, sexuality, and intimacy. Dating, even casual >> Jacking off to p*rn.
No point in treating sex as a taboo “touchy” topic — especially when softcore p*rn is everywhere around us, and hardcore is a click away.
Gone are the days of “my innocent darlings” — either you teach them or p*rn will.
If You’re a (Young) Man…
Fight against p*rn. Find like-minded brothers. Share your journey. Help other brothers out.
Along the way, never get complacent. Pulling a 14, 30, or even 60-day NoFap streak doesn't vaccinate you against p*rn.
I’ve pulled multiple 60+ day streaks, yet I’ve fallen prey to it — most recently in a repeating loop. But these ugly relapses have taught me valuable lessons:
- Don’t dive into NoFap “to get laid’. The goal is to overcome the poison of p*rn and reclaim control of your sexual energy. Confidence, boldness, attractiveness, mental clarity, etc., are all side effects of NoFap.
- Relapses are okay, but bingeing isn’t. If you broke your knee, would you hammer it to a pulp? Exactly. Snap back into NoFap ASAP — don’t brood over the relapse or make it worse.
- Snap the cord as soon as possible. Drooling over a sexy snap isn’t an excuse to relapse and “be done with it.” Even if you’re already on The Hub, you possess the power to close the Hub. Take a deep breath. Go out for a walk. The urge will fade.
- NoFap is only a means, not an end. Transmute the energy you unlock into working out, building a business, writing, painting, journaling, mastering a new skill, learning a musical instrument, etc.
- Don’t rely on sex as a substitute for jacking off to p*rn. They’re both masturbation — the only difference is whether the women are real or virtual.
- Forget that you’re on NoFap. Attention energizes — the more you think of NoFap, the more you think of fapping! Treat NoFap as a tool, not an identity. Stop counting your NoFap days and flexing your streaks in forums. Instead, focus on sexual transmutation.
Remember, the enemy isn’t masturbation. Or sex. Or women. Or dating.
The enemy is p*rn — and p*rn alone. It has disastrous (well-documented) effects on your relationships, mind, mental health, self-esteem, motivation, and worldview.
The crabs of society + media + “the majority,” + your own evolutionary instincts will try to pull you back into the p*rn and masturbation bucket.
Fight back — no matter how often you relapse or binge, never forget that p*rn is poison.
“Pornography kills love, steals joy, and hollows out the soul.”
— Matt Fradd, The Porn Myth
The moment you start believing, “It’s okay to jack off to p*rn. It isn’t a big deal,” all hope is lost.
Stay strong, brother!