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[i]n The Male Sexual Lexicon, Which Is The Vocabulary Of Power, Erotica Is Simply High-class Pornography: Better Produced, Better Conceived, Better Executed, Better Packaged, Designed For A Better Class Of Consumer. As With The Call Girl And The Streetwalker, One Is Turned Out Better But Both Are Produced By The Same System Of Sexual Values And Both Perform The Same Sexual Service.

Men Are Rewarded For Learning The Practice Of Violence In Virtually Any Sphere Of Activity By Money, Admiration, Recognition, Respect, And The Genuflection Of Others Honoring Their Sacred And Proven Masculinity. In Male Culture, Police Are Heroic And So Are Outlaws; Males Who Enforce Standards Are Heroic And So Are Those Who Violate Them.

The Will To Domination Is A Ravenous Beast. There Are Never Enough Warm Bodies To Satiate Its Monstrous Hunger. Once Alive, This Beast Grows And Grows, Feeding On All The Life Around It, Scouring The Earth To Find New Sources Of Nourishment. This Beast Lives In Each Man Who Battens On Female Servitude.

The Argument Between Wives And Whores Is An Old One; Each One Thinking That Whatever She Is, At Least She Is Not The Other.

Romantic Love, In Pornography As In Life, Is The Mythic Celebration Of Female Negation. For A Woman, Love Is Defined As Her Willingness To Submit To Her Own Annihilation.... The Proof Of Love Is That She Is Willing To Be Destroyed By The One Whom She Loves, For His Sake. For The Woman, Love Is Always Self-sacrifice, The Sacrifice Of Identity, Will, And Bodily Integrity, In Order To Fulfill And Redeem The Masculinity Of Her Lover.