On Women, World of Warcraft, Wil Wheaton, and the Written Word
Here's to my first post on Suicide Girls. I don't know exactly how I wound up here, or what prompted me to sign up. I especially don't know what suicide has to do with anything. Quite the opposite it would seem, really. It seems rather out of my normal character to even be here, yet here I am. I have to say I find the SG community rather fascinating. What could easily and mistakenly be dismissed as just another porn site at first glance beautifully transforms into an entire underground society upon closer inspection. I think that's what drew me in. And hell, if it's good enough for Wil Wheaton, it's good enough for me.
That Wil Wheaton. The fuckbag is everywhere I go on the internet. There is no escape from Wil Wheaton. No matter where you go on the internet, from its greatest pinnacles to its deepest darkest recesses, Wil Wheaton is there. Luckily his ubiquity is strictly confined to the realms of cyberspace, and all one needs to do to escape him is turn off the computer and not watch any old Star Trek: The Next Generation reruns. Why this hostility towards "Wil Fucking Wheaton"? I easily qualify as a trekkie, and I actually even liked his role as Wesley Crusher in the TNG series. Reading his works online, I'll even admit to him being a talented writer. I'd have scarcely a complaint about him in fact, if he could perhaps utter more than two fucking sentences without letting slip a shameless self promotion. Some of them are quite blatant, with links to some blog or article or book he wrote. Others are more subtle, like references to hanging out with some other celebrity type person or how some other famous person thinks he's cool. Go on, armed with this knowledge go back and read some of his stuff. You'll see what I mean. Gets annoying pretty quick once you notice it, doesn't it?
But as I was saying before the Wil Wheaton bashing, SG fascinates me. It still seems kinda surreal to me that I can be looking at a set of naked pics of some girl one minute, then be arguing with that same girl on the finer points of World of Warcraft the next. The surreal quality of this community has been having an interesting effect on me. Historically I've been a very private, closed off, introverted individual. Always cautious about what I say, how I say it, and who I say it around. Even in my writings, I would censor myself to the point where recently I've hardly been writing anything at all. But just by joining SG, as if by magic, I've overcome that mental obstacle. You see, just by being here I've firmly planted a foot outside my comfort zone. By being a member here I've made a statement that is not widely considered socially acceptable, without having to actually say anything at all. It's the simplest of statements, a mere three words:
I like porn.
That's right, I actually like looking at naked women. But that gets me to thinking, why is this a shock to anyone? I mean really, what (straight) guy doesn't like looking at naked women? Suddenly the opinions of anyone who would be shocked at this revelation seem silly and insignificant. And finding myself amongst a community of other individuals who have likewise embraced such a simple, fundamental truth, I feel more at ease. Nothing seems taboo anymore, for surely amongst such an enlightened society as SG nothing I could say would be shocking or surprising. I feel liberated to speak my mind free from self inflicted censorship. Of course, this lends itself to a new problem. I'm an asshole, and probably should be censored. I'm pretty sure neither Wil Wheaton nor Posh will be turning up on my friends list already, and I'm only just getting started.
Here's to my first post on Suicide Girls. I don't know exactly how I wound up here, or what prompted me to sign up. I especially don't know what suicide has to do with anything. Quite the opposite it would seem, really. It seems rather out of my normal character to even be here, yet here I am. I have to say I find the SG community rather fascinating. What could easily and mistakenly be dismissed as just another porn site at first glance beautifully transforms into an entire underground society upon closer inspection. I think that's what drew me in. And hell, if it's good enough for Wil Wheaton, it's good enough for me.
That Wil Wheaton. The fuckbag is everywhere I go on the internet. There is no escape from Wil Wheaton. No matter where you go on the internet, from its greatest pinnacles to its deepest darkest recesses, Wil Wheaton is there. Luckily his ubiquity is strictly confined to the realms of cyberspace, and all one needs to do to escape him is turn off the computer and not watch any old Star Trek: The Next Generation reruns. Why this hostility towards "Wil Fucking Wheaton"? I easily qualify as a trekkie, and I actually even liked his role as Wesley Crusher in the TNG series. Reading his works online, I'll even admit to him being a talented writer. I'd have scarcely a complaint about him in fact, if he could perhaps utter more than two fucking sentences without letting slip a shameless self promotion. Some of them are quite blatant, with links to some blog or article or book he wrote. Others are more subtle, like references to hanging out with some other celebrity type person or how some other famous person thinks he's cool. Go on, armed with this knowledge go back and read some of his stuff. You'll see what I mean. Gets annoying pretty quick once you notice it, doesn't it?
But as I was saying before the Wil Wheaton bashing, SG fascinates me. It still seems kinda surreal to me that I can be looking at a set of naked pics of some girl one minute, then be arguing with that same girl on the finer points of World of Warcraft the next. The surreal quality of this community has been having an interesting effect on me. Historically I've been a very private, closed off, introverted individual. Always cautious about what I say, how I say it, and who I say it around. Even in my writings, I would censor myself to the point where recently I've hardly been writing anything at all. But just by joining SG, as if by magic, I've overcome that mental obstacle. You see, just by being here I've firmly planted a foot outside my comfort zone. By being a member here I've made a statement that is not widely considered socially acceptable, without having to actually say anything at all. It's the simplest of statements, a mere three words:
I like porn.
That's right, I actually like looking at naked women. But that gets me to thinking, why is this a shock to anyone? I mean really, what (straight) guy doesn't like looking at naked women? Suddenly the opinions of anyone who would be shocked at this revelation seem silly and insignificant. And finding myself amongst a community of other individuals who have likewise embraced such a simple, fundamental truth, I feel more at ease. Nothing seems taboo anymore, for surely amongst such an enlightened society as SG nothing I could say would be shocking or surprising. I feel liberated to speak my mind free from self inflicted censorship. Of course, this lends itself to a new problem. I'm an asshole, and probably should be censored. I'm pretty sure neither Wil Wheaton nor Posh will be turning up on my friends list already, and I'm only just getting started.