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October 14th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Bound In Public

I learned today (this did not require prize-winning investigative journalism, I got an email) that Kink Men has released its latest new site. The new one is Bound in Public, which looks to be a gay male public bondage / public sex offering in the same mold as Public Disgrace, only with guys on the leashes instead of girls.

Some samples from one of their earliest shoots:

gay man in public bondage

gay male bound in public

leashed gay bondage slaves in public

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October 14th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Spam Robot Finally Rolls 00 Versus Turing

I like to read Bruce Sterling’s Beyond the Beyond blog for its glimpse into his favela-chic future. There, most everybody is poor, the whole world is a squat, and the people we now mostly aspire to be (the college-educated info-worker lucky few with white collar jobs or better — you know, the folks who have a shot at actually being wealthy while calling themselves middle class, the ones who can go to a doctor without financial stress, the ones who get to go to a dentist when their teeth don’t hurt yet) are trying to adjust to the culture shock of discovering themselves to be just another wretched class of pixel-stained technopeasantry.

Perhaps you ride the “no silver linings, no lemonade” bus with Douglas Coupland, or maybe you prefer to hope that people will pull together and Make some fun among the rubble (see A Happy Mutant’s Guide To the Near Future by Jim Leftwich, which struck me, though not so billed, as a direct response to the Douglas Coupland piece, and tasted very Sterling-ish to my tentacles). Either way, though, the point of the future is that it’s supposed to be happening tomorrow. Today, we still expect to find our knowledge workers chasing that 20th-century rainbow, not farming WOW gold elbow-to-elbow with a roomful of Chinese gamerboyz or working as a manual blog comment spamming robot.

Yes, boys and girls, that’s what has precipitated this morning’s rant. Recent improvements in my back-end blog technology have nuked most of the automated blog comment spam that used to plague me; at one point, I was having to clear five or six hundred robot spams a day from the moderation queue. These were machine generated texts, usually starting from some base text and then auto-morphed with a synonym replacement algorithm; so they looked like real comments but read like nonsense. It was annoying, and in bulk, taxing — but at least I understand the economics of robot spam. I hate it, but I understand it. And, I can fight it with better software. Battle won.

Of course we have always had people who would drop by and leave a comment for the sole purpose of dropping their URL in the box provided. With Google’s NoFollow, this is pretty pointless; but maybe they get a few clicks of traffic, and it happens. If the comment is real and the URL looks normal, there’s no way to avoid it, either. Fortunately people like this are usually lazy and/or greedy; there are usually obvious spam keywords in the link, and (it used to be) they would be unable or unwilling to spend the time to write a decent comment. So we’d get “Haha, nice pic!” and a link to some buy-my-penis-pills-now site from a first time commenter, not hard to nuke from first-time-commenter moderation.

No, boys and girls, what’s new in the last six months, and growing rapidly, is the seemingly hand-rolled comment spam that is so good it cannot be distinguished from the comments my regular commenters leave. It’s two or three sentences long, it’s on topic, it’s friendly, it’s fun, it would in every respect qualify for being passed through moderation. Except that it’s clearly been submitted in order to support a horrid spammy link. Instead of putting a name in the link box, the person will put whatever keyword they are trying to promote their site for in the search engines; and then they will put their keyword-laden URL in the URL box.

These happen with increasing frequency now. The sites are of all kinds, the emails and IP addresses differ, the commenting styles seem to differ, it has not seemed like just one person doing it. I’ve been open to the idea that there’s one “work from home” ring of people doing it in support of some solitary Black Hat SEO evil mastermind, but it’s been hard to believe they would actually be getting paid enough to make it worth their time. And given what I think I know about search engines these days, I don’t think this behavior makes economic sense. But the world changes rapidly, and one of the “features” is that what you think you know often turns out not to be so.

And so it would go, ever since my tech improvement made most of the automated stuff vanish from my site. I’d see one or two of these hand-rolled comment spams in my moderation queue every so often, I’d marvel at them as I nuked them, and then I would get on with my life.

Until this morning. One of these comments, on a post from 2007, seemed very familiar…

Light dawns on Marble Head. Ding ding ding ding!

Clever robot, have a pellet.

Challenge: You need a comment text good enough to convince a blog owner it was written by a human in response to a post on his blog. Where do you get one?

Duh answer: You just steal the comment text from the existing comment thread, and then you rely on the blog owner’s bad memory not to recognize that he’s already seen that comment years previously. On a blog with “only” 13,989 approved comments, what are the odds he’s going to remember the one you borrowed?

The reason this works so well — and had me convinced for a month I was dealing with pixel-stained technopeasant wretches — is that all of the comments were good enough to approve. Of course they were! Because they’d all been approved before, duh. The robot is well crafted in several ways. Not only is it smart enough to get around the ice that’s keeping most of the robots away from my site now, it’s set to stay several years in the past, hit my site no more than two or three times a day, generally not more than two or three times a week. But (I discover on looking in the spam bin) it always works by taking the first comment from the comment thread and attempting to repost it with its own spammy link.

As humbled as I am to discover that I’ve spent the last month failing to recognize the robot on the other side of the Turing Test, I’ll confess to a bit of relief that the world of bulk hand-crafted comment spam hasn’t arrived (yet).

{pause for breath}

That’s the end of the post, but if you’re still reading this deep into one of my ranty posts that has nothing to do with sex, I figure you’ll indulge me further. When I went to Boing Boing for those two links that I used in the second paragraph, I thought it was a sign of the apocalypse that there was nothing visible “above the fold” but their header banner and advertising, thusly:

nothing but ads today at boing boing

Given that I’ve been considering a few tweaks to the ErosBlog template to modernize the look and create some of the larger ad spaces that advertisers are looking for these days, I was wondering whether I should take that as an omen. I hope I’ll never go that far (shudder) but if one can get away with that and still enjoy the cool reputation Boing Boing enjoys, maybe I’ve been too conservative?

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October 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Kneepads Optional

The invitation said there would be a receiving line, but she didn’t understand why it also said “kneepads optional.”

Eventually, it became clear enough

 
October 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Nazis Out Of Costume

This post is triggered by the recent news of a political candidate who apparently has a history of dressing up in SS uniforms with his son out of, you know, purely historical interest.

All I can say is, good thing he didn’t have daughters:

two dozen naked nazi girls saluting

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October 11th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Washing Her Clothes In The Fountain

I used to live in a tourist destination town, and it was not uncommon to encounter European backpacker types naked in the laundromat while they washed all their clothes. The impression we got from attitude and body language was that this was considered normal practice for travelers on a budget, and that considerations of more modest local custom were beneath contempt. So, basically: Suck it, you American prudes.

Thus it is with some irony that I have encountered this porn made by a U.S. porn company featuring a BDSM slavegirl being forced to launder her clothes in a public fountain in a European city (Berlin, I think):

woman washes her clothes naked in a public fountain in Berlin

woman washes her clothes nude in a public fountain in Berlin

Although the locals are probably rather less bothered by all this than they would be in the U.S., I’m sure there are some ancient moralists whose feelings were ruffled during the making of this pornography. And to them I say, in all good humor: Suck it, you European prudes.

Images credit: Public Disgrace.

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October 11th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Reluctant Polar Bear

Maybe it’s because I grew up in the Frozen North myself, but I’m really enjoying the Snow Bunnies tumblr. Polar Bear Clubs (where people band together to cut holes in the ice to bathe in the Arctic Ocean at astronomically significant times, like midnight on the winter solstice) really do exist; and all I can imagine is that this is a scene from one of them. In my imagination, there was a small office somewhere in Barrow or Deadhorse, maybe something to do with oilfield services or borough government, where they each pledged twenty bucks for a worthy charity, and then drew lots to see which one of them would be the naked sacrifice to the Arctic Ocean…

nude woman prepares to jump through a hole in the sea ice in the dark while it is snowing

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October 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Candid Photography In The Digital Age

The age of digital flash photography with easy internet uploading has created a whole universe of candid unexpected nude photos. “Hey Sis, look here!” *FLASH* “You’re on the internetz, ha ha!

I rarely post these, for reasons having to do with the personal rights of the people in the pictures. Not only is it The Wrong Thing To Do, it’s stupid, for the same reason that making enemies pointlessly is the undoing of many an evil overlord. There’s already enough people who hate what I do here, without me needing to antagonize specific individuals who might turn out to be the daughter of some muck-raking senator somewhere.

But sometimes, I can make exceptions. In this one, for instance, the lady got enough warning to get her towel in front of her face. It makes for a nice pose and leaves her safely anonymous:

woman drying herself

Found here.

 
 
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