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And thus the eldritch horror that is existence pulled yet another drip of unnoticed life into its gravity

I remember the first time a teacher gave me wood.

Then I gave it back

I mean, back in the day, Japan had gone batshit, so someone of that era holding onto a bit of hate isn’t that unusual, or even a sign of anything else.

It’s like any time when a country goes batshit; people are going to hate that country for the rest of their lives, and it may apply to the people of that country too.

You think Ukrainians are going to be all lovey dovey about Russians any time soon? Iranians about the US or Israel? Palestinians about Israel?

No, those people are going to be raging for the rest of their lives. Maybe only inside, and not every person, but if there aren’t people despising Israelis for the next fifty years, it would be a miracle. Fuck, there’s people in countries that haven’t been attacked by them that have turned from neutral or supportive of Israel into having a mad-on against the country.

Same with Russia, the US, and anyone else currently playing stupid fuck-fuck games with people’s lives. The fuck do you expect? Humans hold onto anger. It’s survival trait. “Those motherfuckers” fucked with you once, they’ll do it again. And they will, because humans are some fucked up monkeys. We tend to fuck with other people a lot. So holding a grudge ain’t exactly an irrational thing.

Don’t think you hold any?

Here’s a test: the only good nazi is a dead nazi. If you don’t agree, then maybe you don’t actually hold any historical grudges. Maybe you didn’t pick it up from the people that saw that shit in real time. But most of those people are dead now, and the world hasn’t forgotten that nazis suck.

My ass holds that grudge. Can’t pretend otherwise. Then again, I haven’t forgotten that nazis weren’t all german either. Those fucking vermin infested all kinds of places even before the war.

You think in fifty years any surviving Palestinians’ kids and grandkids will be all “oh, grandma, you don’t have to say bad things about Israelis”. Nah. Hell no. The only reason that the fake and gay people around the fake and gay granny in the text are objecting is because the Japanese got nuked and lost the war. If they’d nuked San Francisco, you really think you wouldn’t occasionally at least think about slurs towards Japanese people? Maybe not. I doubt it, but it would be surprising. There’s certainly people that hate the US for dropping those bombs, and we dropped them on the country that attacked us first.

Yeah, we gotta work to end bigotry in all its guises. But don’t pretend that the anger and hate behind some of it isn’t understandable, even if it isn’t acceptable.

Ngl, I’ve had sex with female friends just because they were horny and wanted something uncomplicated from someone they knew would respect boundaries. Most often, that was going down on them, which was fine by me since I always found that to be fun. Sometimes they’d reciprocate, or return the favor later on. Sometimes not, and that was fine too.

If I was bi or gay, I’m fairly sure I’d at least be willing to give hand jobs to bros.

Not all the time, every time, but at that same level of occasional where if the need is strong, but opportunity absent, why not? Doesn’t hurt anyone, and as long as everyone involved is on the same page it won’t.

I’m not sure why they’d call an ambulance, but I guess an overabundance of caution is better than not having an injury evaluated.

But I do wish more people would pick up the basics of first aid. Just seems like you’d want to know how to have a rough idea of evaluating your own injuries at the very least.

I mean, fuck the christians, they already blather on enough

That has absolutely nothing to do with what I said.

However, to respond to it as a separate subject, there’s plenty of reasons to pay for content.

The primary one is ethics. When you’re paying for content via an intermediary site, you can improve two things. First, that the person is of age legally. There’s ways around it, but the people that would typically bypass that would also be less likely to be using an intermediary site like onlyfans, they’ll be elsewhere.

Second, consent. Again, while it isn’t a perfect guarantee, and there are cases of models being pressured or even forced into doing it, it isn’t the majority.

So, by paying up, you have a much better chance of enjoying your content without concern about the two biggest horrors of pornography.

Then, you run into quality and specificity.

While still not a guarantee, onlyfans models are well aware that they have to produce material that is clear and easy to enjoy, so there’s less selfies in dirty mirrors, or pics taken on fifteen year old crappy cameras. Onlyfans is also fairly well known for models that can and will do customized content since they’re getting paid.

So, by paying, you have the highest chance of getting materials that are going to not only be what you want, but can be enjoyed for a very long time because technology is good enough that even mid tier phones produce images that can be zoomed in to one’s heart’s content.

You can’t neglect the pride factor either. Some folks have this idea that paying for it means they’re better than people that don’t. It’s a dumb idea, but the are people that think that way

I can keep going, but I doubt that’s useful for you.

The point of all that is to break down the mystery of it for you, not to convince you to pay for anything. I don’t know what your motivations are when looking at erotic content; nor what your beliefs are regarding it other than being dubious about paying for it.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying free content at all. To the contrary, I think it’s a wonderful thing that there are places where people that enjoy showing their bodies can do so without any of the hassles and encumbrances that come with doing it for money. I think it’s a beautiful thing that there’s people willing to share their bodies visually, period. I dislike porn, but the beauty and variety of the human form is amazing, and when it’s celebrated, it makes me happy

And you can definitely use forums that do “gone wild” content in the way that the original post is about, where it’s just users sharing their bodies with no problem at all. That’s what they’re there for. But it does have drawbacks.

Yeah, I’m echoing the sentiment.

I ain’t mad at anyone making money as best they can in the system we’re stuck in.

But it shouldn’t be everywhere. Some communities/subs are about people just sharing that they feel like, no ulterior motives at all. If that’s not what you’re doing, you shouldn’t be there

You know, I know a guy that had to come out as straight.

Pretty fucking hilarious story.

Edit: decided to tell it here for ease of finding.

So, this story goes back to 1992. This was before the boom of awareness around gender and orientation, etc. That’s the key to the whole thing.

My buddy is this kinda goofy kid, never really fit in well, but ends up building a friend group in high school (including me). This group is unusually chill and inclusive for the era, and included three gay guys.

My buddy and one of the gay guys (also a buddy) fall in love. After we all graduate, they move in together, and live happily ever after. To appearances anyway.

Truth is, the guy really loves his partner. But he didn’t enjoy the sex. They try every combination they can think of, and it just doesn’t ever satisfy them both. However, the guy could orgasm from oral, and would do hand jobs, so they made it work, because love.

But, guy ends up meeting a woman at work. Ends up cheating, and the sex was fulfilling in a way sex with his partner wasn’t. He figures he’s actually bi, and once they move past the betrayal, it kinda helped.

But, the entire time, everyone not aware of the details just sees them as the perfect gay couple; and the guy was out as gay to everyone. And they really were a great couple. Finish each other’s sentences, silly in-jokes, outlasting every other relationship anyone in the friend group. It was only the sex that was bad. The guy’s partner is increasingly feeling undesired as the sex happens less and less.

Things come to a head around 2003. The partner cheated, and they decide to open the relationship. The guy starts seeing women for sex, the partner men. This works for a while, until the guy and the partner both fall in love with other people. Now, they kept all this private. It wasn’t until they broke up and started moving into their own places that anyone other than me and one other friend knew anything was wrong at all.

So, they’re apart, and people are surprised, extra so since they stayed friends. The guy, however, is fielding attempts to hook him up with other guys.

And that’s when he starts telling people he’s hetero. Which was not met with the kind of friendliness and open minded goodwill you might expect.

His parents were upset because, one, they felt they lost a son-in-law (despite the guys not having married); and two, that they had had a bumpy road to being parents of a gay son. They weren’t exactly overjoyed back when it all started. Some of the friend group were outright nasty about it, particularly one of the gay guys. His co-workers were largely unimpressed, but gossiped about it to the point that the guy quit and went elsewhere.

Hell, I was confused as all get out, and I was/am sort of the default “safe closet exit” person for my family. We had a conversation about it all, maybe three months after they split. I had known they had troubles, but the dude always said he was gay or bi, so it always seemed like things they were working on.

During that conversation, he talked about how much he loved his partner, and still did. But that it wasn’t fair to either of them to keep hurting each other by not being enough for each other, and expecting each other to keep trying anyway. He said that he’d never really liked men sexually, and had never had any sexual attraction to any other men than his now ex. He went into detail that I won’t share because he asked for me to never tell anyone, but suffice it to say that he tried really hard to be gay, and only gay.

So, some time passes, and he calls me out of the blue (which is rare because I’m known for not answering the phone, I check messages and call back, so ppl text me instead). He starts babbling joyous things about how he’s figured it all out.

He ran across the term “pan-romantic”. And it was a magic word that unlocked a lot of emotion for him, but it ended up being joyous. He is pan-romantic, but heterosexual. For him, it was proof that he wasn’t just weak, or didn’t love his partner enough, or a bad person, he just didn’t have fully matching romantic and sexual attractions. He could love anyone, under the right circumstances. It explained how he could have crushes on guys, and girls, but only ever sexually wanted women.

Seriously, he was on the phone with me for about three hours, just venting, and vacillating through emotions.

So, yeah, he found a label, an idea that finally gave him a way of thinking about himself that didn’t involve the shame and self hatred because he’s straight in almost every way except being able to love anyone. Love isn’t always enough, so he knows not to chase it with someone he won’t be sexually attracted to.

Now, I had to ask, “dude, how were you having sex with a guy if you weren’t sexually attracted to him?”

He thought that if he kept trying here and there, that maybe it would be enough. That it was his “duty” to do something, and it wasn’t so bad that he couldn’t do it at all, he’d just fantasize and get through it because he loved his partner.

But, yeah, dude had to fully come out, and he said it was just as nerve wracking as when he came out as gay back in the nineties, because “people thought I was joking, and then got mad because they thought I had betrayed gay people, or them by somehow changing. but I didn’t change, I just didn’t know.”

That’s the story