The Bookworm: fifty shades in public

When you consider the fact that this series originated as an R-rated piece of Twilight fanfiction, it goes without saying that the quality, style and substance of these books are, for lack of a better term and without using stronger language, incredibly juvenile.

But I will readily admit that as a mentally stimulate and voyeuristic pursuit, it does its job and more effectively than I expected given the rather insipid narration. It inflames the mind of possibilities, fantasies and feeds into the dark corners of a people's mind that is unwilling to admit the more shameful sides of their sexuality.

Basically, what I am trying to say is that this book is little more than pornography in written form.

Yes, pornography. You know that dirty little secret that nearly every male (and enough females) hide on their hard drives, when they are not discreetly seeking for it on an internet that is probably 90% financed by said industry for?

Which is why it baffles me and even amuses me when I see women reading a Fifty Shades book on public transit, or really anywhere in public. 

For me, it's the equivalent to a guy pulling out his iPad/iPhone/Laptop and watching porn on the train. And if  a guy were to do that, what does it tell you about him?

He's horny, he's aroused and he needs some attention and will probably take it from the first decent looking chick that will give some to him. Right?

Now, I understand that a book is not something people immediately associate with sexual arousal or desire, but the Fifty Shades series have generated enough pop buzz in 2012 that enough people know enough of the context of the story to get a pretty good idea of just what the girl is thinking or feeling physically while biting her lip reading this book.

Basically, she is sexually aroused and will take it from any decent looking male who happens to give it to her.

Yes, this book is vapid, meaningless and totally unrealistic. It lends no artistic or thought to the human race. It is badly written, with bad dialogue and filled with cheap thrills.

But then again, so is porn!

So to judge the book on its intellectual and value to the human race would be like trying to sell Deep Throat to the Academy. And admittedly, there is a place for these kind of useless fantasies in this world.

But for God's sakes, leave the fantasies within the privacy of one's home!