Frank was excited about his new rifle and decided to try bear hunting. He

traveled up to Alaska, spotted a small brown bear and shot it. Soon after,

there was a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black

bear. The black bear said, "That was a very bad mistake. That was my

cousin. I'm going to give you two choices: Either I maul you to death or we

have sex." After considering briefly, Frank decided to accept the latter alternative.

So the black bear had his way with Frank.

Even though he felt sore for two weeks, Frank soon recovered and vowed

revenge. He headed out on another trip to Alaska where he found the black

bear and shot it dead. Right after, there was another tap on his shoulder.

This time a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him. The grizzly said,

"That was a big mistake, Frank. That was my cousin and you've got two

choices: Either I maul you to death or we have rough sex." Again, Frank

thought it was better to cooperate with the grizzly bear than be mauled to

death. So the grizzly had his way with Frank.

Although he survived, it took several months before Frank fully recovered.

Now Frank was completely outraged, so he headed back to Alaska and managed

to track down the grizzly bear and shot it. He felt sweet revenge, but

then, moments later, there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to

find a giant polar bear standing there. The polar bear looked at him and

said,

"Admit it, Frank, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?"

Do you ever get the same feeling inside when you sit down at your computer and find yourself here at the Archive?...

Robby

Robby (imported) wrote: Fri Feb 13, 2004 5:37 am Do you ever get the same feeling inside when you sit down at your computer and find yourself here at the Archive?...

You mean, am I more interested in the journey (in becoming an eunuch) than the destination?

Well, I find it interesting to read about other peoples' journeys. But for myself, if I could be magically transported to my destination, I would prefer that.

happousai (imported) wrote: Fri Feb 13, 2004 11:51 am You mean, am I more interested in the journey (in becoming an eunuch) than the destination?

Well, I find it interesting to read about other peoples' journeys. But for myself, if I could be magically transported to my destination, I would prefer that.

Agree. I worry that many people who get castrated for the experience of getting castrated may wind up with regrets and depression once the full implications sink in.

Once you're castrated, you can no longer dream about having it done. I'm a eunuch wannabe (on a more profound level, a woman wannabe) and can't comment on what it's like to actually turn fantasy into reality in this regard, but I think everyone thinking of that step should consider very carefully Andrew's wise cautionary words in his excellent essay "Is Castration Right for Me?" . There are two worlds out there: the world of fantasy and the world of reality. One can enjoy intensely the world of fantasy, but I believe one should be very careful before seeking to turn fantasy to reality, particularly as regards a step as permanant and important as castration. I'm not saying don't do it, only, "be careful". For instance, I'd give anything to be a sexy young woman like the one shown in my avatar, but there's no way that can happen. So I simply enjoy the appearance of my fantasy "me" every time I make a posting. I suggest those who long for castration, as do I, should consider the option of living that experience in the fantasy world, bearing in mind that since we control it, the fantasy world can actually be better than the world of reality.