Gail Dines is a professor of sociology and women's studies, mother of one boy and girl and an anti-porn campaigner. She has done as much research on this subject as she could without, it seems, subscribing to any adult sites, but with attending an AVN Conference in Los Angeles. On occasion, the descriptive writing made me wince. Her research is anecdotal and comes from talking to and with undergraduates (for whom her lectures are often mandated), sex offenders and the men who would voluntarily attend such a talk. This is worth what it's worth, but it isn't transferrable to more adults with more robust attitudes.
The argument is spoiled by Dines' feminism, which force her to make "men" the problem and women the victims. In one chapter, she explains why she thinks that (not how) men grow up primed to be perpetrators, and in another how women grow up the knowing but helpless victims of pop-culture. Both chapters will dismay decent men and self-confident women everywhere.
The bit where she is shocked, shocked, to discover that the porn producers are in it for the money, not to spread the word about how sex is about fluffiness and warmth, is truly... ingenuous? naive? silly? Much of what she says about the porn industry can be said about many others, but she doesn't make the connection. Run by creeps? Check. Damaging to many people's spirits and souls? Check. Tossing aside the staff when they get older? Check. Pandering to human weakness? Check. Making things that people don't need and don't do us any good? Check. And that's just the tobacco industry. Or the garment trade. Or any business that fills the Chinese air with pollution and its land with poisonous chemicals. She describes the degrading terms in which the women are addressed in gonzo porn, but then doesn't notice that she could well be talking about the dialogue and atmosphere of a large chunk of soap operas and drama, which rely on the same dysfunction, hate, anger, insult and treachery. Is it the creeps, exploitation and nasty emotions she doesn't like, or the sex?
She has me convinced that Girls Gone Wild is not something that post-modern capitalism should be proud of, and that the gonzo porn, full of the freaky (in the bad sense) stuff she describes, can be omitted without loss from even a broad cultural education. After that, she starts to lose me. Her feminist creed means that she simply can't take seriously what one of her troubled students tells her: that the problem is those parents and schools that do as appalling job of telling children about sex, and set a rotten example in their own behaviour. (Note: many parents do a fine job, mainly by having a thriving and affectionate marriage.) Dines goes nowhere near these issues - which for an American academic is only prudent self-preservation.
Personally, I'd quite like a world where garment makers would never think of making sexualised clothing for twelve-year old girls, where Lads Mags were not on public display, nor were there unfeasibly slim Eastern European models wearing H&M swimsuits on public transport. I'm with Dines on all that stuff, but I can't support the puritanism, the demonising (of men) and victimising (of women) that she's obliged to parade to ensure she stays in line with what's expected from a professor of women's studies.