"Reality is that which, when we stop believing in it, does not go away."
Evil is inconceivable - until you taste its pleasures for yourself. And don't you taste it, passing these lurid torture photos from hand to hand, from blog to blog? Deny it if you will. But why are your pupils so dilated, drinking in the most forbidden pleasure? We will not as a nation conquer evil until we find it, each of us, in his or her own lusts, and conquer it there. Will to power; power to hurt - the lust that grows when slaked, that only increases with age.
[The Happy Tutor / Wealth Bondage]
Is there a corollary here to Truffaut's Maxim? Perhaps: It's impossible to oppose sex-n-violence, because sex-n-violence are just too exciting? Some deeper truth lurks...