On Pedophilia And The Arab Psyche

First we had zoophilia, with "artists" like Najla and her video clip that bordered on hardcore porn, and her provocative "exciting" (arousal?!) of a horse in a desert with her scantily clad, albeit trashy, tasteless and whorish form.

Now we have "women" like Haifa Wahbe, Nelly Makdasi and the likes, who are pushing pedophilia as the latest fad. Did they really think that boasting their mammoth mammaries whilst wearing girdles and G-strings and dancing with 3 year olds was in any shape or form appealing?

At first, as soon as those "music videos" came up on telly, my gut reaction was to reach for the remote control as fast as I could. Living with my parents always manages to make things just that little bit more difficult though. Many a times I was forced to endure this hogwash, when the remote control was in the hands of anyone else but me.

After sitting through the same music videos over and over again, I suddenly found myself "singing" and humming those lame "songs" without realizing it. And then I found I actually, brace yourselves, ENJOYED watching those videos.

The question remains, why? What is it about these grotesquely perverted scenes that, in a perfect world would have actually been repelling us, is attracting us and forcing us to watch instead? Obviously some form of brainwash is being employed. But why does it still render us helpless even after we have recognized that it isn't merely wrong, but revolting? Yes those videos disgust me beyond belief, but I still find myself going through the entire music video without bothering to reach for the remote like I used to.

It must be that our senses have been numbed by the constant hammering from the media, that such offensive material is just becoming another part of our daily lives which we have come to accept and don't seem to think twice about any more.