I went to see 50 Shades of Grey because I wanted to understand what everyone was talking about.

No one who knows me would call me a prude. I’ve been accused of being the opposite.

I am open minded. I embrace most relationships.

Have I watched porn? Yes. I don’t know many people, especially young people, who haven’t. If you are a parent and you haven’t seen what your children probably have on the computer, you might want to give it a look. Obviously, that’s up to you.

But I found 50 Shades Of Grey disturbing.

Somewhere near the end Christian whips Ana. Whips. 

Harness, hook, hood, flogger, diaper, spreader, body bag. These are the tools of real BDSM. These are some of the tools in Christian’s “playroom”.

I never read the book but I suspect in the privacy of your mind it was erotic and fun. I mean that.

I didn’t expect to be as unnerved as I was by BDSM on the big screen, with people munching on popcorn and giggling all around me while watching a “chick flick”.

Are we sending our kids the message that BDSM is something we can expect in a hit movie at the local mall on a Saturday night, and perhaps in relationships? Did we warn them that there are lots of sick minds out there and that BDSM might involve real risks like being beatings, internal injuries and worse?

I do not endorse or condemn BDSM. I understand the complicated pyschological relationship of domination, submission, torture and sexuality. But I doubt that anyone who takes part in BDSM considers it child’s play.

That’s why I’m having a hard time with 50 Shades of Grey. It’s BDSM, light?

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