Smartphones will Replace Sex
May 31, 2013(left, 100 "likes" = one orgasm.)
Observations based on my annual pilgrimage
to the lifestyle capital of Canada, a.k.a. Toronto.
by Henry Makow Ph.D
As my longtime readers know, I live in South Flin Flon, Manitoba,(aka Winnipeg) a frontier town on the snowbound Canadian Prairie. I miss the urban ambiance of Toronto where I was a grad student from 1976-1982. Every year, I can't wait for the ice to melt so I can canoe to the Metropolis and pontificate on the latest trends:
1. While men use smart phones for business, women turn to them to fulfill their emotional needs. You see them on the streets making love to their phones. Their expressions reflect the urgency, desire and satisfaction that used to be reserved for sex. Women are discovering that "relationship maintenance" is far more satisfying than hookups, anal intercourse and other forms of modern sex.
The sight of so many women with faces and ears glued to phones gives rise to another futuristic vision: Wireless-controlled & dispatched women. Some day, women will receive instructions governing every aspect of their lives and thought. "Henry Makow is making a speech at Dundas and Bay. Can all women in the area swarm this man and set him straight?"
2. There is enough eye candy here to give a man diabetes. Some of these young women have made it their job to look like ethereal young goddesses. They are so self conscious and self-reverent, they make you feel your glance might tarnish their perfection. I get more pleasure ignoring them and catching their reaction out of the corner of my eye. Their vanity and insecurity knows no bounds.
3. The postmodern metropolis resembles the aftermath of a Mongol raid where the barbarians (Khazars?) have broken down the doors and forced the women to leave their kitchens and nurseries and congregate in the town square and side streets. There, they were instructed to get professional degrees and jobs in online marketing. Everywhere you go, you see hoards of young women wandering aimlessly. There is no peace for them, no place.
At the same time, you feel that if a man made them a decent offer, and told them to quit whining, they'd gladly return to the home where they belong. They display their toned thighs through skin-tight leggings practically begging a good man to father their children and make women out of them again.
4. I am staying on the campus of my alma mater, the University of Toronto.
I am amused to see the campus decorated with banners on light posts featuring pictures of professors like they are champions of progress and enlightenment. The captions read something like, "Arno Miller- Fighting Climate Change." Or " Sammy Ganz- Imagination on Fire." Or Sylvia Feinstein "Global Authority."
Hype is the last refuge of scoundrels. If you can't produce the real thing, you blow your horn. Universities have seamlessly melded with the bankers' Communist NWO agenda. They are not devoted to free inquiry and the pursuit of truth. They are obstacle courses where future Quislings compete for positions in the nomenklatura.
Ever wonder why professors are paid so much for six-months work? Think of them as actors or entertainers. They are paid to pretend to investigate and teach the truth. They create the faux education system just like politicians and journalists create the faux political system and faux free press.
But I am grateful for small mercies. The residence where I am staying still has different MALE and FEMALE bathrooms! There is hope yet for civilization!