“Pussy.” Ah yes, an utterance dripping with so much power and imagery. For me it’s also the common denominator of Internext, in both theory and actuality. If the three-day tech/sex/entrepreneurial love fest were a novel (ideal for the late Bukowski, I like to imagine), the principal theme would be pussy, in all its wondrous, mysterious, and capitalist glory.
My premise is of far greater import than just the anatomical connotation of “pussy,” the accepted slang for the passage leading from the opening of the vulva to the cervix of the uterus in female mammals (also known in some circles as "the vagina"). Oh no, this commentary is meant to postulate that the vagina is a global barometer of a free market economic revolution and that the correlation of technology and deviant sexual behavior can sink the industrialism of rogue nations … Wait! No! This is so totally about hot girls. Sorry. I got all Thomas Friedman there for a second.
So, as the curtain to another Internext show is drawn, it’s interesting to see how both the illusion of sex and the in-your-face realism of pussy create a frenetic tapestry around the proceedings. Sex and sexuality is the fuel that drives the industry train, yes, but it’s pussy that brings the passengers aboard.
A quick aside: I unmistakably appreciate that cock is, too, a big (feel free to snicker) part of the adult Internet industry equation, right alongside pussy. The gay sector of the business is as robust as ever. I also realize cock has just as big (yeah, I know) a function as pussy at the show, but for the purposes of this self-involved column, which I’m sure will be taken from me at any moment, it’s all about the pussy.
Moving on: As I embark on my 6th show (The Return of the Tripp) I remain awed by the adult business. It’s no surprise that sex is everywhere, but pussy is so vital a factor in the frenzied commerce of the show and parallel debauchery.
Yes, I work. I take my editorial responsibilities as seriously as the AVN Online staff takes upon the Herculean task of covering every perspective of the universe’s grandest adult Internet confab.
But for the most part I observe the horde of lithe bodies sauntering past me – seemingly a convoy of girls that never ends – and I want to fuck them.
OK, perhaps not all of them, but most of them. It may sound crass, but my libido and I would be lying if I weren’t truthful in declaring how exciting it is to be surrounded by so many beautiful and intriguing women at the show. “When in Rome,” I say.
But isn’t that the point—to attach the allusion of sexuality to products, solutions, and lifestyles? To have me follow a gorgeous lass wearing next to nothing to a booth to pitch me on a plug-in feed? That is so the point!
“Sex sells!” has always been the rallying cry in mainstream advertising circles, yet for the adult stratum that axiom feels tame, two steps behind the real action.
The adult biz requires a more potent concept than just the mere implication of sex. The business, for the most part, is too unsentimental to thrive on cute smiles and perky tits as its base point. Pussy! Therein lies the clout, the great allure. It’s pussy, all dressed up in a short skirt, slinky top, and high heels.
It’s the finest bait this side of a jig head.
The foundation of the adult Internet industry (cock enthusiasts aside) is the woman, and with the woman comes pussy. The idea folks, tech geeks, wild dreamers, and solutions people are there, too, devising the finest billing programs known to man, the most electrifying ways to stream VoD, or the wackiest content shoots to date, but everything billed, streamed, and filmed – and ultimately consumed by the public – is directly or indirectly linked to pussy.
It’s during Internext where pussy commands the spotlight; it’s plastered across banners, computer terminals, and mega plasma screens; it adorns flyers, cards, and knickknacks; it hands you things all day, every day. It’s being photographed and procured for future photographing, it saunters around, it is watched and judged and lusted after.
It is the center; I merely orbit.
Take pussy out of the equation, and you’re left with … well, a lot of guys jerking off on camera, which somewhat feels like gay porn—so really, the adult Internet industry is simply gay porn, just with women used in large numbers of sex scenes for heterosexual guys to masturbate to. Glad I finally figured that out.
I’m not saying pussy is capable to affect social change or is the building block to achieving cultural unity (well, maybe … she’d have to be really hot, but probably not), or even has enough pull to make you sign a traffic deal with your favorite content provider.
But business is business, and in the vortex of the adult Internet industry, pussy reigns supreme—like Zeus, only instead of a large man with a long beard and white smock, a giant vagina watches over us from the heavens. Waxed, preferably.
