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Log # 47
Futureporn
I’ve been cruising YTMND a lot lately, and the site has a crapload of internal references, injokes, and websites that members know about and post about a lot. One of these is LiveJasmin, which is ostensibly a cam portal, but not in that “collection of vaguely horrific blondes and broken img srcs in 2001″ sort of way. No, it’s basically a vending machine-shaped site, organized into Girls, Couples and Boys, that has live streaming cams, often with live audio, for every one of its performers.
I clicked around, fascinated, and found that most of the performers were A) foreign and B) bored as hell. Once you clicked on their photo in the portal, it took you to their little cam page, where you saw live video of them, sometimes live audio (usually key clicking and bad pop music), and a scrolling chatlog of every single person who was viewing that cam at that moment. Above the camgirl was a button to buy a “private session” with her. The camgirls looked universally bored, surfing randomly while they waited for someone to buy them.
In every cam’s chatroom, the gist was always the same: people using broken english to try and command the performers, who very occasionally chimed in with a “lol” or “k” but largely ignored their unpaying audience, and other people hitting on their fellow viewers and ignoring the camgirl entirely.
I can’t quite pinpoint why, but the entire setup seemed so blindingly from the future that it truly made me pleased.
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Eliza Gauger on July 14th, 2006 ~ 01:20:57 AM
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Comment by Ethan on
July 14, 2006 at 4:04 pm
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It’s funny but I think you might be right… I mean sure I guess the real future of porn will end up with one of those demolition man style sex helmets (by the way, if I got connected to Sandra like Sly did I’d probably bug out too) but this really is the first step. It’s instant access to the “girl of your dreams” willing to do whatever you want, and you don’t even need to speak, just type. Perhaps the futuristic feeling comes from the fact that even though there’s obviously a huge physical disconnect between the two people interact, there is still an obvious visceral/carnal connection made between the model and the jerker.
That and tele-video boobies are always nice.
Comment by edwin on
July 14, 2006 at 5:33 pm
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I spent about four minutes browsing that thing and I must say it is indeed The Future and also brilliant.
What the hell
Comment by eliza on
July 15, 2006 at 12:44 am
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I remember when realtime streaming video was the webcam holy grail, now it’s taken for granted.
I think my big revelation with this was that it was an Amsterdam-style, street-level window brothel, but the employees never have to leave their homes. Which may be thousands of miles away from each other. It’s risk free, incall-only hooking. Absolutely awesome.
Comment by Eric on
July 18, 2006 at 12:11 am
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Does anyone remember Logan’s Run? It reminds me of that scene, I think they called it “The Circuit” where you browse around and pick someone and s/he is teleported to your suite for the night.
No bouncers, no local ordinances to worry about, no touching the girls, it’s a sweet business model as well.
