Fuck, Shit, Piss, etc.

So, you may well ask, what the hell is that headline about, David? There is an answer, and here it is. Back in 1995, a bit before I joined his corporate empire, Wired magazine's founder Louis Rossetto wrote an editorial with the above title (except the "etc.") If memory serves, he was protesting efforts by would-be government censors to limit freedom of speech on the Internet.

Step back, take a deep breath, and think about it. We Americans cherish our right to say whatever the fuck we want to say whenever the fuck we want to say it. Shit, there is no motherfucking reason that we can't talk about blowjobs, cocksucking, tits, ass, cuntsucking, penises, vaginas, breasts, or any other body parts or functions, right?

This is one of our most sacred rights.

When you take this into images, we also insist on the right to post and view almost any kind of pornography that we wish -- except that that can be shown to exploit children. The Internet has been the best thing for pornography since peepshows, which should give all of us pause.

My point tonight is simply this -- we are inhabiting a virtual space where none of the old rules really apply. Out here, on the Wild West web, you can do pretty much whatever you want to do. Go ahead, and create a false identity, if you wish, and explore whatever fantasies you haven't been able to pursue in the physical world.

It's all okay, in fact it is fine.

But, just to be clear about what this blog is about, I only post under my real name. I do not wish to meet anybody under false pretenses. It is special when someone contacts me and says what I post resonates with her/his experiences.

Please do not misread me. I do not judge those who escape their "real" identities to explore different selves online, far from it. I encourage it!

It's just not me. The sum and the total for me is this blog: David A. Weir. The "A", BTW is for Alexander, which was my maternal grandfather's name. My first name was my paternal grandfather's name. Thus, I am the current representative of those two men's dreams.

So far, I don't think there are any David's or Alex's in the generations that have followed us. So I carry this burden alone. CORECTION: I OVERLOOKED MY GRAND-NEPHEW DAVID STEWART! my bad, sorry little david...

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