The Glory Days of Online Sex
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Originally uploaded by Thomas Roche In my latest Blowfish column, The Glory Days of Online Sex, I address my deja vu and anti-deja-vu in visiting Twitter. An excerpt:
"Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time on social-networking site Twitter, a tool that allows you to tell everyone you know about how you’re doing your laundry and/or having a gangbang, as long as you can do it in 140 characters or less.
"In theory, Twitter is not unlike blogging or LiveJournaling, but using Twitter feels nothing like using a blog. Whether you’re reading or posting - and it’s impossible to effectively use Twitter if you’re not doing both - it feels, instead, exactly like a chat room.
"But there’s something that makes Twitter totally and completely unlike a chat room. It consists, for the most part, of real people. To dedicated users of chat rooms in the early days, this is all wrong - all wrong. To devotees of “cyber,” short for “cybersex,” circa 1998, this means that Twitter is as unlike a chat room as it is unlike the Space Shuttle. It might feel like a chat room - but where are all the 18-year-old submissive girls wearing French maid’s outfits, and the built, cut, 6′4″ gentlemen with ten-inch dicks?
"I was there in the early days of chat rooms, and I can tell you, that’s who was there with me."
Read more here.
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