Friday, December 24, 2004

Weekend philosphy quota..

Tantalus was the son of Zeus and was the king of Sipylos. He was uniquely favoured among mortals since he was invited to share the food of the gods. However, he abused the guest-host relationship and was punished by being "tantalised" with hunger and thirst in Tartarus: he was immersed up to his neck in water, but when he bent to drink, it all drained away; luscious fruit hung on trees above him, but when he reached for it the winds blew the branches beyond his reach.

This is pretty much how i feel now... Almost there, but not quite there... Have been desperately trying to get some work done... its not happening... so, thought i'd browse and do some blogging.... apparently that isnt happeneing either... Feels a bit like Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole...Welcome to the real world....

The other day, I was complaining to my friend that while people as far away as UCLA and VTU got to see the famed MMS clip, I wast able to get my hands on it. She seemed genuinely surprised, thankfully not at the moral side of the issue(which i knew she wouldnt), but instead at the staggering vicariousness of it all.

What pleasure do you get by watching two arbit people making it out on a poor quality CD?

Do you really believe that people watch porn for the vicarious pleasure?

Yes, I do!

You had to give it to her.

Perhaps... at 17.. yes, it was! At 24, its no longer VP,

and i went on to explain the evolution from VP to "just the concept".

At 17, it was a lot of curiosity + teenage rebellion... Actually, it was only curiosity. Mentioning teenage rebellion makes me feel more enigmatic. at 20, it was for the company, the booze and the jokes cracked. At 24, all these things cease to matter. I see a porn flick just for the heck of it.. Its the concept that has survived...

Well, is it true? Gone are the days when we used to huddle around the TV and VCR at my friend's place on Saturday afternoon after the school.. Gone too, are the days when a porn VCD was the second most seen object in our rooms... These days, you wake up one fine day, and realise that you havent seen a flick in the last 3 months, you refuse when the VCD guy winks at you and asks if you want a "good" vcd... and most amazingly, you delete a flick from your system to make way for a second linux installtion... Realisation dawns upon you that every flick is the same as every other.. there is nothing new.. no variation... you think of all the bullshit that you gave about it being artistically made, and have a hearty laugh...

Boy, i AM getting old...

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