Porn and Miley: Tell me, "What's the difference?"
Over the 44 years that I have been alive, I have heard a lot of pop-songs. When I was a kid, hyped up on porn, I fell in love with “Nasty Girl” by Vanity, “Touch Me” by Samantha Fox, and “Sex-Shooter” by Apollonia. In high-school, I was rebellious and just hated everything. My mantras included “We’re Not Gonna Take It” by Twisted Sister and “Fight for your Right” by the Beastie Boys. In the gay lifestyle, I just wanted everything to be filthy, hence my favorite song during the 1990s: “Closer” by Nine-Inch Nails. But none of those compared with the absolute perfect timeliness and prophetic vision in the incredibly sick and annoying mega-hit “We Can’t Stop” by the treacherous Miley Cyrus. The song really gets the present extremes of narcissism, relativism, acceptance of deviancy, and sexual experimentation that are rife in society. This section of the chorus is probably the most telling: “It’s our party we can do what we want;It’s our party we can say what we want;It’s our party we can love who we want; We can kiss who we want…” This instantly reminds me of Katy Perry’s earlier gay-sex homage song “I Kissed a Girl.” Same message, just a different messenger. Unlike other previous sexually suggestive songs, such as Sheena Easton’s “Sugar Walls,” that were crude, but at least displayed some form of vulgar witticism, “We Can’t Stop” is all pornographic: crass, thoughtless, and exploitative; nowhere more evident than here: “To my home girls here with the big butt; Shaking it like we at a strip club; Remember only God can judge ya; Forget the haters cause somebody loves ya…” And, as for getting your theology from Miley Cyrus, sadly, that is probably about all the reference to a supreme being that many children will ever hear: some bizarre notion that our relationship with Him is always good, even if we selfishly abuse ourselves and others. The song is a revelation: in that it honestly and completely lays bare the dysfunctional hedonism and satanic ideology of today.