Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Ramblings on masturbation

I wonder why it is that I always look for new pictures. It's not like old ones get worn- they're digital. There's also the fact that people spend decades seeing each other every day, why can't I be happy with pictures of 1 person or 10? Why must I always search? It's time consuming and illogical. It's also likely natural, as Jerome Seinfeld said "men hunt and women nest". I'm not sure what that means exactly- the PC modernity has taught me to see sexism in any phase that mentions gender.
The most amazing thing about looking for new pictures is that I don't like pictures. I like stories. And, naturally, I know where to get them. The exact ones that appeal to my fetishes (most of which don't lend themselves well to photography, though some good attempts have been made). Why then do I continue to prowl the internet in search of pictures? I don't have an answer for you, reader, aside the hypothesis that my pleasure is somehow tied to how much effort I expended doing something.

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