By The Reverend AK-47

In the bast universe of the world wide web, there is
a kingdom called Erotic Mad Science. A place ruled
by the enigmatic Dr. Faustus, a man who has the ability
to transport erotism in to other lebels, some sadly not known
to human race.

Don´t be a fool and take a trip to Erotic Mad Science, be ready to expand
your mind, to discover eroticims infinite language and the good weirdness
and wisdom Dr. Faustus has to offer.

Finally a place where there is really no limits!

I get an inordinate erotic charge out of three broad fictional tropes.

Since all three of these things seem to have some connection to the overarching trope of mad science I called the site where I explore them Erotic Mad Science.

What makes this all so weird as a kink is that so much of it by its very nature is and has to remain purely conceptual or fictional. A lot of things that people have kinks for they can act out in real life: if you’re into whips and chains and vaseline and latex or what have you it’s pretty easy to accumulate the necessary props and, with a little effort, find interested and willing partners to play with. But if what you want to do is distill a young woman down to a liquid essence and reconstitute her, or make a duplicate of her in a machine (or turn two into one!) you’re pretty much out of luck as far as anything you can do in the real world. Imagination is all you’ll have. So you end up doing what I’ve been doing. You write stories and commission artwork.

I suppose it depends on how broadly one defines literature. I also have to confess that it’s hard to narrow things down specific works — it is much easier to do so for specific authors. My academic training was in political theory and philosophy, and within those fields there are certain books there that I find myself returning to again and again over the years: Hobbes’s Leviathan and the canonical works of David Hume and Friedrich Nietzsche most of all. Among more recent writers Derek Parfit and J.L. Mackie hold special places in my affections.

Branching out from this rather rarefied field I find scoffers and wits highly endearing. I can read Mark Twain and H.L. Mencken more or less endlessly.

If we define literature more narrowly to mean something like fiction matters become a little trickier, but for my money Thomas Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow has to count as one of the greatest books of the last century, and it’s one I return to every few years. I am a huge admirer of the fiction of H.P. Lovecraft. I read P.G. Wodehouse for style (one of the finest in the English language) and the charms of his highly artificial fictional worlds. In science fiction, I am very fond of Charles Stross, Greg Egan, and Neal Stephenson.

Let me say also that comic books are an important part of literature and there are some that I love. An early example of a great one would by Michael O’Donoghue and Frank Springer’s The Adventures of Phoebe Zeit-Geist, a brilliant piece of pop-cultural girl-in-peril satire published way back in the 1960′s in Evergreen Review. More recently we’ve been living in an extraordinary age for comic books, and I’ll read pretty much anything written by Alan Moore, Grant Morrison, or Neil Gaiman. Frank Miller is more of a mixed bag, but I’ll confess a weakness for Sin City. There are European artists who produce simply gorgeous erotica: think of Paolo Eleuteri Serpieri’s Druuna or Vittorio Giardino’s Little Ego. I don’t read much manga, but I am quite carried away by Hiromu Arakawa’s Fullmetal Alchemist. (And, since I can’t read Japanese, I am getting rather itchy waiting for those final three volumes to come out in English translation.)

Well, it’s a very big internet and I’m sure I’ll miss lots of things, but here are a few favorites.  You can’t go wrong with i09.com, a compendium of all sorts of stuff in the Science Fiction World, including the erotic stuff.  The tumblr blog Janitor of Lunacy is one of the most tireless compilations of weird stuff I know of — and it’s updated several times daily.  A movie review site well worth checking is 1000 Misspent Hours and Counting.  It’s run by a guy named El Santo with an amazing passion for movies, including the strange.  He has a lot of knowledge and good cinematic judgment and if you like cheesy movies, you can spend many, many diverting hours there.  And of course there’s always the great old standby, ErosBlog run by my old friend Bacchus, the guy who gave me my start in sex blogging.  Bacchus has been simply amazing in collecting and putting up all sorts of unusual, imaginative porn — vintage especially, but by no means exclusively — and he has been at it for years, so you can always count on finding something interesting over there.

The winner hands-down would have to be Yoko Kanno, who did pure frickin’ awesome soundtracks for Cowboy Bebop and Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex.

This is an embarrassingly tricky question for me, because I don’t actually watch that much television, so I’m sort of forced to answer the question at a somewhat abstract level.  But in general I’m not convinced that television does a terribly good job at really getting people ready for the future, because I think the future is likely to be a lot stranger than people realize, especially if it’s a posthuman future, which I think it’s likely to be.

I don’t mean to pick on the Star Trek franchise particularly — most of it makes for better-than-average television — but it’s a good example what I’m talking about here.  I mean, there is is, the 23rd or 24th century or whatever.  You can scan matter down to a very fine level, transport it from place to place, or replicate it.  Artificial intelligences that surpass human beings have been created.  And what do we find?  A world in which we have people — meaning the same seventy-kilogram sacks of meat and bone we’re familiar with right now, except that some of them have rubber forehead prostheses.  They wander around doing people stuff that we’re familiar with, except with ray-guns and all that.  To me, unconvincing as a vision of the future.  Where are the tiny robot uploads?  The worlds full of sentient software programs?  The radically modified human-descended organisms?  They aren’t there, mostly.  There are reasons for this having to do in part with production budgets and in part with the fact that a turn of the twenty-first century mass audience might have  hard time relating to a world full of inch-high robots and androgynous gill people.  But these aren’t good reasons to think that the future won’t have these (or even stranger stuff that no one has even imagined yet).  And as Star Trek has gone, so does most other sci-fi television.