Working hard to look at naked people. As kids—particularly heterosexual boys—hit puberty, their interest in the toy section of the Sears catalog wanes, and they start looking at the bras and underwear pages. That was one of the few places were a young gentleman could find titillating visual material. It was either that, or maybe Dad had some old Playboys in the garage. Or you could sneak out of your room after your parents were asleep, sneak into the TV room, and try to catch the glimpse of a naked person on the scrambled Playboy Channel. This is all so cute and quaint when compared to how today’s Internet is a free, open, pornographic cornucopia.