"Pervert!"

Men online, how many of you have asked a girl for pictures? A/S/L The same shit you'd know generally the very second you laid eyes on them irl I might add, and odds are you're asking this question in a public place.

How often have you been scolded for it when it became clear the woman was physically attractive?

Hell, how many places is the question explicitly banned? How many places is the question itself treated like you just came all over their shoes?

What are they offended now that the subject of their beauty is of interest?

You know I'm always being accused of hating women, and I really don't but sometimes its really tempting to just generalize and run with it.

For example I just got a new job and there's a relatively attractive young woman working there, who is married and such, and I have absolutely no interest in her sexually or otherwise, she's truly just a co worker to me, but I have a habit of smiling and waving when I see people I know, and I still feel new at work so I'm trying to be as nice as I can to people, so I smile and nod at her or whatever whenever I catch her eye, and she makes it a point to look away from me without responding.

I know why. She's afraid that I want to fuck her and she has no interest in me at all. Which is fine except that I have no way of dispelling this assumption. I am forever convicted of being a horny walking hard on just looking for a dickless crotch to sniff just because I have a penis. Or more importantly because she's totally a product of The Company.

I am somehow the bad guy here. It is assumed because I'm male I want to fuck her. Now, I don't in this instance, but really, what if I did? We as a country spend more money on cosmetics then health care, and these barbies damn sure enjoy the result of being lusted after. I'm tired of being the pervert just because I don't measure up, when if I was a ripe blood sausage yearning for a new leech suddenly all those smiles and nods would land me a blow job in the bathroom instead of this look like I got caught watching her take a dump in a public restroom and then stealing her panties.

See its fine for me as a man to cry at night, building lame ass mix tapes and writing awful poetry thinking I'm in love when all I really need is a good long screw. To The company It's fine if I spend every waking minute of my entire adult life busting my ass for funds and spending them on everything from ax body spray to bow flex to Ferrari and work/obey/conform/consume with sufficient vigor, trying to please these vapid little wenches, sure. So long as I keep my suffering to my goddamn self if I'm not Brad Pitt, or at least as close as cute broad #562348562349 is gonna get thus far.

Its the same with every pretty girl. I swear that 12 year old had it right, being pretty equals being skinny and mean.

You express an interest and if you're not the sort of mindless money making machine control freak abusive asshole that women seem to adore these days, or they already have said money slave and you aren't good enough at a millisecond's glance to trade up for, you're somehow being offensive and “perverted”. Its like a whole society of cheerleaders in hot pants that say “juicy” across the tush whining about sexual harassment and their mother's lamenting the teen pregnancy rate in between Miss Ana Preteen USA pageants.

What triggered this post is a girl I know online had a picture and it was very small and it was cute, like a thumbnail of a famous girl. I figured it was just that. Lotza people choose to not use their real pics online, and thats fine, but I was curious, if she's hot it has an impact on the relationship. I'm supposed to pretend its not a factor? I lie for no one. Nothing people hate more than honesty, let me tell you.

Anyway..

So I ask her, is that you? She says yes, I see her avatar change a bunch of times, but I also see tons of other people straight up lie about their faces, so I ask her if she's really cute, I meant it as a gesture of trust, I wanted to try and make it clear I'm a friend regardless. She could be a 200 year old turtle for all I care.

And what happens? I get a “yes I'm hot please stop asking” and public proof of said hotness. Or at least as close to proof you can get this side of a web cam.

Stop asking. WTF!?

Why do I suddenly feel like I should have soiled panties in my left hand and child porn in the right while hammer the back half of a vinyl encased sheep?

I just gotta say for the record that is bloody unfair ladies.

You bust ass to be hot, make it public, expect all men to bust ass to compete for you, call your hotness a part of your identity, use metaphors for sex to describe and define your gender and love as often as I use vowels, and yet if I respond accordingly, and I'm not captain pennyworth six pack the human fuck machine with a dick made of chocolate and a trust fund with a net worth written in scientific notation, *I'm* the one with a problem and unrealistic expectations?!?

Fuck that.

Just like my previous work about mixed signals, if you can't even handle a question, if you don't even wanna TALK about it, here's a tip. You don't have to show anyone your face. Throw on a fucking burka, since you're content to throw away the proceeds of the women's lib movement by latching onto the dork of some rich white whale like a lamprey to a trout's belly anyway.

No, I don't hate women, I'm just damn tired of spoiled brat princess whores too weak to be prostitutes or good old fashioned (bless each and every one of them) sluts, treating me like I'm a goddamn monster for being born with a y chromosome.

Nude Photography is not Art

Sorry for some nude stumbles i have been stumbling this week, actually i like it as an ART.

I recently fished this gem off a Stumbleupon page of a person with like 600 fans claiming to be a single woman from England. Naturally, her avatar photo looks like a 15 year old leaving for the mall.

Now I don't know this woman, never even spoke to her, or even read her blog other than her profile page, she may actually be what she claims to be, and may not be selling an image to promote various online enterprises, she may also be the most compassionate intelligent woman on the face of the earth. Though I must admit a measure of doubt.

But she's just the straw that broke the camel's back on a subject I've been meaning to speak about. I love a little hottie as much as the rest of you, in fact when I build my robot lover, I'll use photos lifted from 'nude art' blogs as a base for her construction I'm sure.

But I really need to make a point clear here about erotic photography claimed as art. The women may be attractive but you need to understand why. They are not beautiful like a sunset is beautiful. Consider, if it were nude 400 pound flabby hairy men?That's just as much a miracle of biology. Hell even more so. A healthy young woman doesn't inspire any question other than "How best could I sell my soul as her slave to acquire a millisecond of sexual service?" Flabby behemoths are far more interesting, you find yourself thinking "How does it even walk?"

Sex is not art.

I love hearing people try to say artsy things about nude photos. "Look how the light catches her smooth rounded breasts." That would so not work if the subject was a new york truck driver."Look how the light catches his lumpy asymmetrical frontbutt."

Sex is sex and there's nothing wrong with it. After all, I'm the guy that wants to deregulate prostitution, eliminate age limits in favor of a true maturity/inteligence based citizenship test, populate the world with thinking feeling, loving, AI driven or grown sex dolls, and annihilate all sex/relationship/marriage/love law beyond overt harm such as rape, privacy invasion, assault, etc. Flaunt it if ya got it I say, but don't try to make us fight over it. Because people get hurt that way. If you're gunna show off your cookies, be ready to share, or at least sell for a fair price.

Point is, I'm no prude. But confusing sex with art is dishonest. We live in a world that is grossly sexually oppressed. Sex has come to equal art because religion has made sex dirty, corporations have made sex costly, and government has made sex a crime, so we say that our porn is art to keep our girlfriends, wallets, and freedom.

It's REALLY pissing me off.

We say beautiful when we mean fuckable. We say fresh when we mean fuckable. We say adorable when we mean fuckable. And we say Art when we mean porn. Along with all the other advertising and lyrical euphemisms for sex and sexual service. There's virtually no compliment you can pay a girl these days that can't be easily translated or doubled into some sex reference. And calling porn art does not bloody well help. Now don't get me wrong, there are forms of erotic art, The Story of O, I bow before that books greatness for example, but paying a hottie to squirm on the hood of a 300k$ car is not it.

99.99999999999999999% of erotic photographers are closet Johns. (and Janes?)

Bullshit Photographer: “I'm not paying for a sexual favor, I'm making ART, yea thats it, ART. Now here Britney, grip this riding crop in your teeth, squish your tits together, arch your back, and crawl for me.”

Every popular musician has turned into a strip tease artist, singing what amount to one way phone sex into cd's and selling it. I didn't choose the name Britney by chance. Everyone loves a school girl in a short skirt asking “Hit me baby one more time.” Come on, a whole generation of people wanted to pretend they had a spanking fetish like me for 30 seconds when they first saw that video. Girls to, because they saw the effect it was havering on the guys. “You mean I can sport a plaid mini skirt, white panties, with little girl pigtails, and get whatever I want from half the population? Where do I sign up?”

Ticketmaster and Tower Records apparently. And now fucking Stumbleupon as well.

If I had the money I would hire a professional photographer to do nudes of myself styled after each and every one of these so called art pages, white are always full of black and white child like nude models or shaven muscle bound metrosexuals, and see how many people still call it art when it's my flat hairy behind pressed up against the windshield.

Art is something you create, something from your mind and hands. Good photography is an art because of what it takes to get that shot and set construction timing etc. Nude photography is not art. Any funded jack ass can pay a hottie to strip somewhere and squirm around on something while he takes 10,000 photos and pick out the one where she stopped looking like a pill head with ruined dreams of nursing long enough for the shutter to click.

I see living barbie girl #345,836,385 squirming in the sand in front of a beautiful sunset, and I think, I wish that greedy vapid bitch would go get a job that involves actual work and move so I can see that sunset better. And I wish that asshole with the money for a 12mp camera and a trip to Tahiti would take pictures of something without breasts that I can make my back ground without turning my computer into the equivalent of a sticky centerfold scotch taped to the wall in a 15 year old's closet.

Any of my regular readers notice my complete lack of compunction with regard to the personal and subjective tone of this piece? That right. Expect more of this because like is said before.

I'm fucking done.