NOTE: NOT IN OAKLAND ANYMORE! Travelling about but not anywhere in
particular for long enough to change cities. Probably not gonna
respond to shit for a minute here.
I'm an idealistic poly punk. I read a lot, I eat a lot, I travel a lot and I'm (f)unemployed a lot. That is not to say I am lazy. NOTE: trans_______, cool! Fuck sexual essentialism.
Also, Web 2.0 is surreal and fucked up, as is the notion of surrendering yourself and the intricacies of your existence to some greater audience. I guess the integration of "love", "relationships", "dating", or even the basest notions of cruising and semi/fully-anonymous sex could not have stayed immune to becoming fully integrated into the spectacle forever. So, like, how much actual sincerity can be expected in this context? How much privacy can people expect to be afforded or is the perceived need for anonymity/privacy/not shitting yourself out onto a widely-viewed medium synonymous with "having something to hide"?
Fuck it, I'm a low-income slut with a love of food stamps and theory zines.
I'm an idealistic poly punk. I read a lot, I eat a lot, I travel a lot and I'm (f)unemployed a lot. That is not to say I am lazy. NOTE: trans_______, cool! Fuck sexual essentialism.
Also, Web 2.0 is surreal and fucked up, as is the notion of surrendering yourself and the intricacies of your existence to some greater audience. I guess the integration of "love", "relationships", "dating", or even the basest notions of cruising and semi/fully-anonymous sex could not have stayed immune to becoming fully integrated into the spectacle forever. So, like, how much actual sincerity can be expected in this context? How much privacy can people expect to be afforded or is the perceived need for anonymity/privacy/not shitting yourself out onto a widely-viewed medium synonymous with "having something to hide"?
Fuck it, I'm a low-income slut with a love of food stamps and theory zines.
