?Pornography’ at its root it nothing but two people having sex, which also happens to be very act that gave all humans their very existence. Recorded. On film. To say that there is anything wrong with this is to damn the very essence of human life. Do we damn the birth? Do we damn the childhood? So why would we damn the act of conception? Because some thousand year old myths used to divide us over the have ages have told us to? To damn porn, the natural essence of porn, is to damn humankind. For being too dirty and disgusting to know how to get to earth any other way than without the use of a sticky substance. Or, Eris forbid, nudity. The promulgation of pictures of people having sex can be looked at as a new honesty mankind is gaining with itself. This is how I got here. This feels good. I like looking at other people feel good. Etc. In America, the photographic representation of porn and its recent history are tied in with a modern resistance to the religious puritanism this country was founded on. Porn = anti-puritan. If Wolf and Dworkin are so alarmed at the dangers of the anti-puritan, are they also ringing alarm bells at the dangers of the puritan?
At the beginning of 2004 I wrote a blog post about my goals for that year. I later wrote a Key 23 article about it, speculating it may have had a hypersigilic effect. I’m a little late this year, but I’ve got some will I want to release into the world.
Within the next couple months I’m going to launch a “not safe for work” sister site for Technoccult. I’ve been thinking about doing this for a while, but after some prodding from Dr. Menlo (uhhh… absolutely no pun intended), I’ve decided to get it going as soon as possible. The site will be a hypersigil itself, with one of the intended outcomes being me being able to actually make a living off blogging within one year.
In the mean time, I want to get back into an excercise routine (something I did last year that amazed me) and maintain the writing routine that I’ve gotten into the past couple weeks. I want to sell at least one piece of fiction this year.
Another thing I did last year was attempt to change the “creative team” of my life. At t he time it seemed like my life was written and illustrated by Peter Bagge with a soundtrack by Modest Mouse. I successfully changed it to a life written by Grant Morrison, illustrated by Philip Bond, and with a soundtrack by Gold Chains.
With the “global sci-fi lifestyle” winding down, I’d like to switch creative teams for the next year. A lower key, more fun and quirky life would be good. So I’m thinking: written and illustrated by Mike Allred (colored by Laura Allred) with a soundtrack by Pop Will Eat Itself.