If it is a holodeck character, then "it" isn't a "she." When it come right down to it, "she" is a device, part of a mechanism. The mechanism might be built into the walls and ceiling where you can't immediately see it, but it is there. The personality of your sex toy isn't in the body with you, it located in the ship's computer some distance away, and is a work of fiction. And your sex play is with this elaborate system, not with a "she."
Well I see the point of course. But I am still insistent that the definition of Virgin is a bit lucid and open to interpretation.
You make the argument that "she" is a device. But our body's are devices that serve the will of the brain. You also state that the personality of the hologram is not with you. Well, if you have sex with an unconscious woman, her personality and brain are unaware of the act, but you'd still be a rapist. And if it was your first time with a woman, you would have lost your virginity in that crime as well. As for the unconscious woman, she may or may not have lost her virginity. Some people consider a raped woman to no longer be a virgin. It's all in interpretation. It depends on anyone's definition. And so my point is: there are no absolutes, it really just comes down to interpretation of what virginity is.
Then comes the argument of whether or not a hologram can be sentient. If it is sentient, than it is a life form.
There is a surgery called hymenoplasty that ...
If you are stabbed, and a doctor sews you up, you were still stabbed.
I agree that a busted or in tact hymen is not a true question of virginity, though some people insist it is. Some people look at the principal of a law or concept, others look at the technical definitions. Freedom of speech idealistically is a constitutional rule that forbids a government entity from persecuting someone for their beliefs or statements. Technically speaking, it's a restriction that applies only to congress. So congress made FCC,and FCC makes laws against what you can say, but only in the field of broadcasting rights. So we have the spirit of the meaning being trampled on, but we have the technical words of the law being obeyed.
I have known catholic girls who will allow you to put it in their rear ...
First, do you have some phone numbers?
Second, that's consensual sexual intercourse and your good Catholic girls need to review the First Epistle to the Corinthians.
Very funny LOL, but no,I don't have their numbers because I don't do that.
I agree these girls aren't virgins, nor are they accurately obeying their bible, but I tossed that in there as an example of some of the ridiculous interpretations of virginity.
The difficulty in getting sex from a woman is immense.
Not for all men ... just you.
Well it's true that some men are alphas and got game etc, and it's true that I am not one of those men. But as a rule of thumb, getting sex from a woman is difficult. Men are obsessed with learning how to do it. If this were not true, advertizements to the male demographic would not use beautiful women and the implication that "if you owned this product, beautiful women like this put out for you". To quote Bill Maur, "for a man to walk into a bar and get a date he'd have to be ruler of the world. For a woman to go to a bar and get a date, all she has to do is her hair".
Men buy drinks for women, not the reverse, men pay for the dinner, not the reverse. When girls go to a party, they don't bring the booze, the boys do. Bars have ladies night and so on to entice the girls to come. Males are constantly putting forth effort to get sex, women are putting forth effort to keep saying no.
And to quote David Chapelle "If a man could live in a cardboard box and get laid, a man would never bother owning a house" That is so true. Nearly all of the success and riches, and materials a guy owns is related to trying to impress women with his social dominance and financial success.
You disagreed with these two statements of mine
1. Sex for a woman, in spite of being a desire, is a tool that serves a function.
2. The reason women do like sex is based on the evolutionary principal of needing to tease men to control them.
Those statements are rather intertwined, and your argument is equal for both, so I will address those statements as one.
If you give something away it has no value. "Putting out" must have value for a woman to survive. It can be argued that due to modern times and equal rights job opportunities this is no longer true, however, I still see the same drives at work here. Women prefer a bread winning husband over a stay at home unemployed husband.
Sure women want sex, but have you ever asked yourself why they are so picky, why even when they find a super handsome hunk they don't just put out immediately? Ever wonder why women furiously hate other women who put out easily? It all has to do with a woman's consent to sex having a value.
You then argue these two points
1. Men don't love women, they merely tolerate them.
2. Women don't love men, they love what men can do for them.
This is more of a philosophical take on things.
I suppose I am wrong about that whole "we don't love each other thing" and I put far too much emphasis on the evolutionary reason why we have a "love" emotion to begin with. And so I guess in that regard I can't see the forest for the trees.
But I am just thinking back to all the painful dates I have been on. I've made the statement often that homosexuality isn't a choice because god knows if it were I'd choose to be gay and that would make my life a lot simpler.
I could walk up to the average guy, have a conversation, and find that me and him have a lot in common and spending time with him would most likely be fun. Not so with the average woman. Me and the average woman will have nothing in common. Her idea of a good time is shopping and gossiping, and having guys spend money on her to take her places. I wish i could find a girl who knew something about computers, or physics or classic horror movies, or watched Sci fi for that matter. What I end up with is a vegetarian, animal loving, militant gay rights activist, pseudo bisexual, man hating feminist with daddy issues, left wing liberal hippie flower child who is as shallow as the kiddie pool but thinks she's deep because she has a million in one political opinions (all of which are stupid) like guns are bad, national boarders are bad because we should all share, oh and writes dark depressing poetry about slitting their wrist because their ex cheated on them. They spend the entire date whining about what jerks their ex boyfriends are, what their gal pals are up to, their stupid cat, and other subjects which give me flashbacks of being a little kid stuck at the dinner table on Thanksgiving with all the old ladies in my family squawking about everything and yet nothing.
There are times I've actually had one of my friends call me so I could answer my phone and make an excuse as to why we had to cut the date short and skip the movies. I figure that'll save me a few hours and a few bucks.
One date I canceled before it got started. I called her that morning, and she was so annoying on the phone, I just couldn't see me spending the rest of the day putting up with that crap for the off chance that it could one day ever lead to sex.
And I recall two of my guy friends who would go out on dates often, and then whine about what a dumb person she was.
I remember things like me and my cousin, at 24 and 25 years old, driving these two girls up to a playground on the outskirts of Baltimore at 11 o'clock at night. And them running around and acting stupid, and these girls were both 19. And they're just acting like stupid hyper kids. And I ask my cousin "dude, what the hell are we doing out here?" he replies "I don't know, I thought we were stopping off at the liquor store, and then taking them back to my house". And then the cops pulled into the parking lot. And the one girl, the Hispanic one, can't remember her name, she runs away when she sees the cops. She ran into the public bathroom. So me and my cousin are trying to get her to come out. And the cop basically told us we can't be there because the park's closed. When we were driving off we asked the Hispanic girl why she went into the bathroom. We had assumed she was dumping drugs or something. But she just insisted that she was scared. And then they both started acting hyper and goofy and singing these dumb songs together. And we took them to their house dropped them off, and peeled wheels getting out of there.
I have a dozen more stories like that. But the point I'm making is, I was just thinking back on all of those really bad dates, realizing that all of those girls I went on a date with probably have kids and a husband or steady boyfriend by now, and have never changed there ways. Thus the guys that are with them don't love them, they are merely tolerating their behavior because she provides him with nookie.
And I think back to all the women I worked with in various retail stores, and their conversations they'd have about what a horrible horrible jerk their boyfriend's are, and completely talk trash about them. Well ya know something, if you have to talk that much trash about someone, than you don't really love them, you are merely tolerating them because they do something for you. Either they provide you with wealth, or they fulfill some psychological need such as sex, abuse, popularity, the re-affirmation of your self worth, a means to piss off daddy, to get back at your friend by dating her man, etc. If you loved someone (and not just what they can do for you) you wouldn't make it a daily habit to drag their name through the mud to anyone and everyone who will listen.
However, on more careful consideration, I look at both my grandparents, and I realize they did love each other. And their love had to go beyond sex and money.
My grand parents on my father's side especially. My grandmother at 80 was taking care of my 85 year old grandfather as he withered away in a wheelchair, unable to take care of himself. He hadn’t been in the health to get sex from her in many years, and she is probably acquiring more money now that he has passed away, than when he was alive. So alright, that's a case of true love. But do you have any idea how rare that is?
And maybe all those girls I dated that were so horrible, maybe they thought the same of me, and went home and told their friends about the loser who actually thought Burger King was a place to take a woman to for a date.
When you point at a man and woman and say "they're in love", unless it is some old couple celebrating their golden anniversary, all I see is young hormone filled men throwing their money away and putting up with a spoiled flower child, telling her every lie she wants to hear, for the opportunity to score. And I see the girl as only being with him because he shelling out the money to take her here and buy her that, and jump through her hoops, for the thrill of shooting him down and leaving him teased up, and showing off the bracelet that he bought her, to her gal pals to make them so jealous. I see selfishness and dishonesty on both sides.
But yeah, it's not always like that, just most of the time.
Of course it is entirely possible that I have grown old and bitter, and that I see everyone and everything through cynical pessimistic eyes.
But I stand by my statement that if holodecks were as common as refrigerators, we'd be losing our virginity to a hologram to avoid the absolutely infuriating headache of dating.
And to dig a little deeper into the "hologram is just a blow up doll", my main reason for disagreeing, even outside of the possibility that some hologram could have self awareness, is that a blow up doll is a substitute for what is really wanted. All masturbation toys are merely a substitute, merely settling, instead of what you really want. And I believe most males would be more content carrying on with a sophisticated hologram that felt like a real woman, than a real woman.
Let me show you what I mean.
For 50 bucks you can go out with either one of these two girls, or a hologram.
This is typical college girl 1
She is all about her feminism and ultra liberal political views. You are not permitted to disagree with her or you're a nazi bigot hater. And anyone who eats meat is a disgusting cannibal, and meat eating is a typical macho male thing because men are afraid of their feminine side.
She wants to save animals and become a veterinarian. She's also interested in psychology.
She will spend the entire time talking about politics, complaining that women aren't treated as equals, all the while enjoying the fact that you're paying for everything on this date.
Chances of getting laid on the first date 3%
Chances of getting laid within the first week of dating her 7%
Chances of getting laid within the first month 15% if you become a vegetarian, adopt a cat, join her gay rights protest every Sunday, and attend her men-are-pigs feminist meetings every Saturday.
Typical college girl #2
She's arrogant, immature, loud, obnoxious, intoxicated on something, and spends most of the date texting someone, probably some playa that she has a crush on, that is only going to call her back as a last resort for a booty call. But hey, at least she ain't a political activist, in fact when you ask her who she's voting for she answers "I don't know, Lil' Wayne?" leaving you wondering if that is her idea of a joke, or if she is serious.
Chances of getting laid on the first date 50%
Chances of getting an STD after getting laid 50%
Chances you will ever see her after the first date – 10% but 100% if you can hook her up with some weed (once you hook her up with the weed, she'll invite her new boyfriend over so you can hook him up with weed too).
Now meet our
hologram, our blow up doll.
She feels as real as any living woman.
She is polite and simulates a conversation very well.
She is classy and very well educated, in fact, she has the entire world encyclopedia downloaded into her matrix. She could help you do your college homework. As for her politics, she doesn’t have any political beliefs, but is well versed in political theory. She sings and plays the piano (technically this is a picture of Jewel Kiltcher thus it should be guitar she plays LOL). As for her turn on's, well, whatever you're into, she's into.
Chances of getting laid on the first date – 100%
Chances of seeing you for a second date – if you got 50 bucks, you got the day with her.
Draw back? She's not technically real. But in the heat of the moment, your penis doesn't know that.
In such a world, with these options, a real human woman doesn't stand a chance. And the human race goes extinct.
Again, it is possible that I have just become too cynical and pessimistic, and perhaps my eyes do not see things accurately.
Maybe my two examples of what a typical college girl is, is wrong. Maybe, but to me, my depiction of them both in image and in personality is hitting the nail on the head.
And my statement in my earlier post about the burden of attracting a mate when your male including good looks, health, wealth, etc. I wasn't implying that women aren't equally burdened by the expectations of men. They have to be thin, clear young skin, big curves in the right places etc.
I was merely pointing out that attracting a mate is a challenge, and scoring with one that meets your expectations is a very big challenge.
I am not saying that all women are like the one's I describe, nor am I saying dates go as I have described. I am merely explaining the most common dates "I" or my friends have been on. I am also not suggesting that women can't have bad dates with guys, or even frequently having bad dates with guys. I am not a woman, and I never been on a date with a guy, though I have double dated. point is, i can't tell what a disaster any given date has been from a woman's point of view, because I am not a woman. I am also willing to admit that the majority of the bad dates I have been on can be explained by me being a loser who can't get the phone number of a classy down to earth woman. I can say with certainty that me and the friends I grew up with, we'd all have preferred dating a hot hologram in a holodeck than the real life obnoxious bubble brains we were used to shelling out money on.
But who knows, your experiences may differ.