Been around the world...
I’m a purveyor of spirits, dope included, and when chance affords, a thief, but I ain’t no fucking hypocrite.
Al Swearengen
I was going to post on another topic today but awoke to discover the internet has something to say about the way I sling HTML. Hiram protests:
NLP was fun while it lasted. Now, as a porn link site, it’s just plain lame, which is why I removed the NLP atom feed from my syndication client.
Hiram presumably objects to the gallery since I’ve had some form of advertising on the main page since, like, late 2003. Perhaps he missed these two posts, which explain my reasoning clearly. Perhaps he overlooked the journal-only feed. Perhaps he simply didn’t notice I’ve been using some of this money to shoot nudes and post them here for fucking free (I know, I know, the rest of the Natalie series is coming—I’m still making some back-end tweaks).
The artists and writers of old had their rich patrons and their promoters. I have my wankers.
Most people come here looking for visual depictions of sex acts—this is the inevitable side effect of running what’s essentially a publicly available, conveniently indexed repository of my sexual history. Though I call them wankers, the ones who do go ahead and sign up for a porn site, thereby making me money, are near and dear to my heart—nearer and dearer, at any rate, than freeloading critics.
And I’ve made a decent compromise, I think. Unlike GM or Dell or even Google Adsense, my advertisers have precisely zero to say about the nature of my content (indeed I’m openly critical of the jizz biz). Unlike a book or magazine, NLP affords me complete editorial autonomy and freedom from the pressure to make my writing conform to mainstream expectations. The more money I make here the more I can fund whatever off-the-wall projects come to mind. As I said a long time ago:
Natalia asked what I want out of life. “I want to have sex with beautiful women,†I said, “make a decent living, and completely change the way people think. In any order you like.â€
In a world full of phonies and hypocrites, I’ve been refreshingly honest about what I’m doing here.
Last but certainly not least, let’s just say the political climate in my home country isn’t exactly conducive to this project. How many bloggers/writers/artists/whatever in the Divided States risk time in a federal penitentiary?
So Hiram, be fucked. And don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.
