Dr .Com...or How I Learned To Embrace My Sickness
This topic has probably been covered before and in better words, but I just got to thinking about the Internet, and what a major force it has been in my life for the past 12 years. And not just in mine, but in other people's lives as well... A very convenient communication tool and a resource of all sorts of information, yes, but what about the more subtle, less encouraging aspects of it?
I know this topic gets done to death in the media every once in a while, but the focus is never really on a personal level. Back when I first started getting online around '94, I used to go to the town library and download pictures of naked women, save them on my floppy and admire then at home, on my 256 colour monitor that made the pictures look all distorted. Now, I can get a full in-motion pussy on my screen in HD. Wonder of the times.
You can go to Wikipedia and type almost anything in, or to Google's image search, disable the filters and find any kind of sick shit imaginable. And really, nothing much surprises us anymore, does it? People are looking for bigger and better ways of getting their kicks, and the Internet caters well to that need/desire.
Nah, I won't go into what this effect perhaps is doing to us as a society, because it is far too easy to overlook the more personal aspect that way. But the nature of the Internet seems to be, despite its way of improving communication, desensitizing us to many things that we dislike and/or disapprove of. Perhaps knowing that any "sick" fantasy that we can think of, can be subtly catered to by being researched and discussed with others, people who will not only understand/tolerate your fetish or mere curiosity, but perhaps even welcome it.
After all, where were the "furries" and other modern sexual subcultures prior to the Internet? I'm sure they existed, but acting on your slightest whim or curiosity has never been easier. Nor more "okay".
The Internet's been a very heavy part of my early adulthood, spanning the entire decade that I've been in my 20's, for many reasons, most of which aren't that unhealthy. But the unhealthy effects are also there, and while I don't really pay much mind to them, it's easy to acknowledge that they are there. And unfortunately, I think most of the methods we use online to protect our young ones from the sick shit out there, aren't going to amount to a whole hell of a lot down the line.
I grew up growing chickens and playing with golden retrievers, living a very sheltered existence, and had a relatively happy childhood. More naive I could not have been, but the persistent human curiosity is all the fuel needed. To put it more melodramatically, the Internet isn't out to get you, it's spreading its thighs and letting you come to it.
The desensitizing factor is the remoteness. It's like TV, not really real. The friendships are real as long as they last, but when they do not last, it's a hell of a lot easier to move on than it would be had it all happened in 'real life'. The Internet allows the more socially inept of us to carry on facades that re-enforce on the unreal aspect of it all.
Isn't it really the most extreme manifestation of the First Amendment? Anything goes, just come and get it.
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