Saturday, October 27, 2007

Miscellany: On fetishes


A couple of recent posts on some blogs I enjoy, one involving amputees and one involving women with guns, got me to thinking about "fetishes" (a dictionary definition - any object or nongenital part of the body that causes a habitual erotic response or fixation).

Now, I'm a "live and let live" kind of guy so whatever floats someone's boat is fine. I'm just fascinated with the ability of the Internet to connect people with out-of-the-way sexual preferences in an ad hoc way. For example, 20 years ago, I'm not sure how one would get their vore fix. Any magazine devoted to it would have had incredibly limited circulation. Now, of course, a Google search turns up thousands of websites that either talk about the stuff or feature it wholesale.

As for me, a woman who can shoot is commendable on a logical level and personal level, but the actual image of a woman with a gun offers no more or less physical attraction than a woman without. It's just a tool, after all.

2 Comments:

At 9:24 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My dad claims that if you have a woman with even a bit of an edge to her, there is no better aphrodisatic than taking her shooting.
On one hand, Dad gets laid a lot.
On the other, Dad sleeps with some fucking crazy women, my own mother included, of course.
However, last I saw her, mom was in her mid 40's and still prettier than me--
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a288/spookysquid/mom1.jpg
so, I mean, my dad has a thing for CHA builds. Especially CHA builds with WIS as a dump stat.

also, the way you used to get your vorarephilia fix was to read lots of poetry, where talking about being consumed is totally legit. Then, as now, all kinds of crazy people wrote love songs about it. Currently playing, in fact: http://www.musicsonglyrics.com/F/fionaapplelyrics/fionaapplethefirsttastelyrics.htm
And if you're a dude, possibly you studied mythologies to find references to vagina dentata and then let your imagination go nuts. And if you were lucky, you bumped into someone reading the same books as you, or something.

The internet is great and all, but I'm quite sure it's destroying our ability to relate to people without looking at a list of their favorite bands first. A little less ease would might be good for us. [says the girl in a relationship basically sparked by a Loki reference. yeah, yeah. whatev.]


Also, I made friends with Raine by going up to her the second time I saw her, EVER, and saying something like:
"So, I mean, I was reading this article today about people that fuck up their limbs so badly that doctors have to amputate! On purpose, I mean. And with lots of fancy rhetoric about how they don't feel complete until they hack off a limb and how it's crazy sexy and, man, isn't that fucking nuts? All things considered, I think my whatever-floats-your-boat philosophy is stretched a bit thin, here. What do you think?"

[Raine responded with basically, "OMG yes," followed by, "I think I've read that same article." "Excellent," I said. "Let's be best friends now." "Okay. Yay!"]

Other things that freak me out mildly:
-roaches
-real dolls ["OMGWTF."]
-having to explain to some authority figure one day what I mean when I say, "real dolls are way more creepy than, say, necrophilia, wouldn't you agr...what?"
-fetuses in general (AAAAH.)
-the Jill the Ripper theory (AAAAAH! she might have a FETUS! fuuuck!) (get in the fucking car!)
-pregnancy in general. I don't understand how your body floods you with SO MANY HORMONES that you get over the fact that there's this hideous parasitic thing inside you, leeching your vital essences and making you look disgusting and generally just fucking with you.
-prolonged periods of being in the dark. can do it. will hate it, though.

anyway, i think later I need to bug you to loan me a fake gun. I'm thinking of getting Ziggy a potted plant and going all Leon for tomorrow. do you get e mail alerts about blog comments? hmm.

this just occurred to me--

are there people that buy real dolls with less than the usual number of limbs to jerk off with?

 
At 9:29 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

blast.

mother dearest

and

fab song

 

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