Nekkid baby pics on the living room rug were a “thing” back in the 50s. Same with bathtub baby pics. Nobody thought anything of it (just cute).
We never thought of Liberace as gay, just entertaining.
Now the most supposedly most liberated country on the planet is all sex-crazy-sick.
The naked baby pictures were harmless, for the parents and almost all viewers. Liberace was a predatory homosexual, not “just” entertaining. (He was entertaining, too.)
Liberation of appetite does tend to perversion, because physical appetites are pretty basic. You were hungry, you ate something, you aren’t hungry anymore. You felt a genital urge, you screwed something, you don’t feel the urge for a bit.
When you try to get more out of it, you find that it isn’t there. No matter what you eat, there’s a limit to the enjoyment. No matter what or how you screw, it’s still just a screw. But if you think there’s a one-in-a-million experience out there, you’ll keep trying sicker and sicker stuff, reaching for an ultimate satisfaction that doesn’t exist.
At the end of the day, it’s still a simple, physical appetite, that can be dealt with in the simplest possible way.