HOW JACK FINDS PORN'S NICHE

I might have stopped there ... I found it just abstruse enough to please ... but I couldn't resist so I said what form is that jack ... the only art form was his reply to successfully address itself to our most despised sense ... when we say art we first think of the eye ... then with a little expansion we go to the ear and we play music ... we have the arts of food preparation and vineyards for the tongue and perfumes for the nose ... but what do we have to feel ... the damn effetes have taken even its name and made it a tag for some ethereal perception ... I'm not talking about moral aesthetic rhapsodic feeling ... no ... I mean the sense of touch ... more primitive than smell more primitive even than taste ... to touch to feel ... it's our first sense and our last connection to life ... it dismays us twice ... first to let us know there's something outside us ... second to let us know through feeling that it's inside us too ... and what is it that thrills us that gives us the only excitement there is in life but to triumph over our own dismay ... and that's what touch does ... first the recoil then the embrace