Okay, so Ore Oduba, who I guess is some kind of celebrity (never heard of him, tbh), is addicted to porn. Since he was NINE YEARS OLD. The headlines are screaming about it, addiction specialists are weighing in, and honestly... who gives a flying fig?
Seriously, are we really surprised? In a world where screens are surgically attached to our eyeballs from birth, and the internet is a 24/7 buffet of instant gratification, you're shocked that a dude got hooked on porn? It's like being surprised that bears crap in the woods.
And these "warning signs" the addiction specialists are trotting out? "Spending excessive time viewing X-rated material," "neglecting responsibilities," "experiencing withdrawal symptoms when trying to stop." No freakin' duh! That's, like, the definition of addiction, isn't it? As Ore Oduba admits to being addicted to porn since he was NINE, addiction specialists share the warning signs you or a loved one is hooked on X-rated material
What I want to know is, what's the solution? Are we gonna slap a parental lock on the entire internet? Ban screens for anyone under 18? Good luck with that one. People will just find a way, they always do.
Let's be real, the real addiction here isn't porn, it's attention. Oduba's addiction is just a symptom of a deeper problem: a culture that rewards sensationalism and thrives on outrage. The media's all over this story not because they care about Oduba's well-being, but because it gets clicks. And offcourse, because it makes us feel superior to him.

And we, the great unwashed masses, are complicit. We click on the articles, share the links, and engage in the endless cycle of online drama. We're all junkies, mainlining outrage and validation.
You know, I saw this article about how some woman's shoulder pain turned out to be lung cancer. What's more likely to kill you? Porn or cancer? I'm just saying...
So, what's the takeaway here? Is there some grand lesson we can learn from Ore Oduba's struggles? Probably not. We'll wring our hands for a few days, tut-tut about the dangers of the internet, and then go right back to doomscrolling through Twitter.
Maybe I'm being too cynical. Maybe there's hope for humanity. Maybe we can somehow break free from the digital chains that bind us. But honestly, I doubt it. We're too far gone.
It ain't the porn, it's us.
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