I used to have friends over for Saturday morning yoga. Understand I barely ever look good, but on Saturday mornings I look like crazy professor Hell. Week after week we did the same routine. End of yoga class, we're all relaxed, lying on our backs, eyes closed, while yoga teacher voices some we're-all-one-with-the-universe-flowers-peaceful sort of stuff. Then one morning I open my eyes as she's doing this and what do I see? Yep, she's video recording us! In a private residence, without asking. This "need" to document everything in life is nuts.

Now I learn from your post, it is oh so much worse: there are people who feel they just HAVE to film during sex?

Never having been confronted with this situation, I'm uncertain how I'd handle it, but I think a useful skill for many scenarios in life is saying: "Fuck right off, asshole. Have a lovely day!". This scenario might be one of those times.

Everybody, I encourage you today, to find a spouse, partner, sibling, parent, cleric, police officer or stranger and tell them "Fuck right off, asshole. Have a lovely day!"