There Is No Safe Word: How the best-selling fantasy author Neil Gaiman hid the darkest parts of himself for decades.
There Is No Safe Word: How the best-selling fantasy author Neil Gaiman hid the darkest parts of himself for decades.
How the best-selling fantasy author Neil Gaiman hid the darkest parts of himself for decades.
Warning, this story is really horrific and will be heartbreaking for any fans of his, but Neil Gaiman is a sadistic [not in the BDSM sense] sexual predator with a predilection for very young women.
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It’s harder to lie. And easier to detect lies.
That is an hilariously naïve thing to say.
Also, I have met many real friends over the internet who I have only interacted with over the internet. I have a friend in Turkey I have never met in person but we feel like family to each other.
Just because you can't make personal connections here doesn't mean no one can.
There is infinitely more to human interaction than a stream of symbols and images. Trust me on this.
No, I won't "trust you" on that because you are wrong.
People for centuries have developed extremely deep and personal friendships through the mail.
Furthermore, we now have decades of people in long-term stable relationships where they fell in love over the internet.
Even before the internet, I met a girlfriend from another school via BBSes in high school. We didn't meet in person for months and it was no different when we met in person in terms of how we felt about each other.
Again, just because you can't make personal connections on the internet doesn't mean no one can.
I'm sure it was deeply fulfilling. Or some relative equivalent thereof.
How could you possibly know one way or the other? Are you psychic? Are your needs everyone's needs?
I know because I know what the medium is like. I have that perspective.
Again- are your needs everyone's needs?