Over the past couple of weeks, Puritanical State Senator Dusty Deevers—a man who, based on the GOP’s penchant for hypocritical projection, must be into some really kinky smut—has received a heavy dose of national and regional attention for yet another bill he filed that would outlaw pornography in Oklahoma.
Dubbed the “You Shall Abide by My Lame, Boring Personal Moral Code or Else” Anti-Pornography Act, the proposed legislation—which, I believe, is being pushed by the VPN lobby—will essentially make porn illegal.
The official bill summary, put together by Oklahoma legislative erotica analyst Kalen Taylor, is enough to make you blush, and goes into graphic detail as to what will and won’t be allowed:
SB 593 defines unlawful pornography to include any depiction, image, or film that shows sexual intercourse—whether normal or perverted—anal sodomy, sexual activity with an animal, sadomasochistic abuse, flagellation or torture, physical restraint such as binding or fettering in the context of sexual conduct, fellatio or cunnilingus, excretion in the context of sexual conduct, lewd exhibition of the uncovered genitals in the context of masturbation or other sexual conduct, and lewd exhibition of the uncovered genitals, buttocks, or—if such person is female—the breast, for the purpose of sexual stimulation of the viewer. The measure authorizes any person to bring action against any person who produces or distributes such items and knowingly engages in conduct that aids or abets the production or distribution of unlawful pornography. The measure provides that a person prevailing in his or her claims shall be entitled to $10,000 per image, as well as court costs and attorney fees. Persons who distribute unlawful pornography shall be subject to a term of imprisonment of not more than 10 years and/or a fine of $100,000. The measure authorizes spouses to send such images to each other.
Yep, you read that right, ladies!
Although virtually all pornography in Oklahoma may be banned, and distributing it could land you in jail with a $100,000 fine, don’t fret—thanks to Dusty Deevers, you’ll always have the freedom to be an obedient servant and sexually stimulate your husband!
And we're not talking about boring texts and bible verses either.
Thanks to Mr. Deeevrs, you'll be able to send your husband videos that include sexual intercourse of the normal or perverted variety, anal sodomy, sexual activity with an animal, sadomasochistic abuse, flagellation or torture, physical restraint such as binding or fettering, fellatio or cunnilingus, excretion in the context of sexual conduct, lewd exhibition of the uncovered genitals in the context of masturbation or other sexual conduct, and lewd exhibition of the uncovered genitals, buttocks, or—if you really want to make him hot and bothered—the breast, which, although not clearly stated in the bill's language, I think includes the nipple.
As an added bonus, Mr. Deevers has also judged it to be morally okay for your husband to send you the same types of photos and videos. You know, sexy pics like this:
Okay, I’m joking around. That’s a Photoshop of Dusty Deevers' head placed on top of Geraldo’s body. If Dusty wanted to send his wife a dick pic, all he’d have to do is take a selfie and hit send:
Although Dusty’s bill is draconian, prude and ambitious—and would make any hypocritical Christian who has both a porn addiction and a fetish for punishing others for their own personal problems proud—I don’t see it going very far in the legislature.
As we know, lawmakers of all shapes, sizes, and genders love to watch, share, and produce pornography. They also like to have affairs. So unless the bill is amended to also allow men – and women – to send self-made porn to their lovers, paramours, and legislative aides, I don’t see it making much progress.
All that being said, I guess we should thank Dusty for being conscientious and aware of female empowerment, and for protecting the rights of women to both send and receive sext messages from their husbands… whom they’re unable to divorce.
I’m sure that will work out great.
Stay with The Lost Ogle. We’ll keep you advised.
