Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Putrid

At work today I was told to Google something called Putrid Sex Object. I was warned about it beforehand so I was prepared for what I was about to see but not about what it left me feeling.

Evidently, some loser decided to put on a dress and a cheap wig and his mothers work boots, wander around inside his dead grandmothers house in the dark, get sexual gratification with what I'm told is a horses head and have the nerve to call it art.

ThistleH as he calls himself on the site, is clearly a disturbed individual. For starters, his attention to detail was so overshadowed by the thought of sticking that tiny dick into the eye socket of an alleged animal head that he couldn't even be bothered forking out for a decent frock and wig. What self respecting "artist" does such a half assed job? I should correct myself here because "self respect" and "artist" are things this clueless dipshit has no affilitation with.

Secondly, how does it occur to ANYONE to procure the head of a beast and penetrate it sexually? Did someone's West Virginian Daddy spend too many hours fucking the boy in the slaughter room at the abbatiors during his youth? Or maybe it was the Sunday drives through the country whereupon the whole family would make some incest-necrophilia-bestialty porn with fresh roadkill that piqued this dickheads curiosity.

Third...how did he manage to find anyone so equally destined for some of the same treatment reserved for rock spiders in jail who would actually film him doing this? Is there a meeting place under an oak tree somewhere in the deep south of the USA where all the freaks get together and pair up for a competition to see who can dream up the most offensive acts? Do they exchange a friendly wave and a smile for the klansmen on their way to the next lynching in the paddock next door? Do they all drop in on Bill O'Reilly for some bible bashing and kiddie sex afterwards?

This shit is no more art than the questionable (at best) installation at a Nicaraguan art gallery in October 2007 by "artist" Guillermo Vargas. Sickermo...sorry, Guillermo, decided it was a brilliant idea to tether a dog to a wall and let it starve to death over a number of days, all the while being observed by visitors to the gallery (who should all have been tethered to the back of a pick up truck and dragged down a freeway at 100mph for not intervening. Now THAT would be artistic) who knew exactly what the intent of the exhibit was.

This hillbilly motherfucker couldn't run the exhibit in his native Costa Rica because, surprise surprise, Costa Rica has animal welfare laws. Unfortunately for the dog Nicaragua doesn't. Clearly morals, integrity and animal protection are low on their list of priorities. The dog ofcourse died (being deprived of food and water will do that I guess) but the gallery curator tried to convince the world that the dog had miraculously escaped during the night. He probably gave the poor dead thing to ThistleH to practice on before he got down to business with the horse.

These two and people who are like them or who appreciate their offerings, really ought to consider a range of treatments. Electric shock therapy would probably go some way to teaching them the error of their ways but it just takes so long and they'd have too much time to conjure up some other vile acts with which to entertain themselves.

A lobotomy is probably a more logical approach but the downside is that you couldn't possibly take them down the back and beat the living shit out of them. Where's the fun if they can't feel it or even recognise what's happening to them? Boring.

More entertaining would be recruiting the aforementioned KKK lynch mob but in that even you've still got to finish the job yourself by disposing of the morons in white once they've achieved your goal for you so it while it would be amusing, it's kind of dragging it out and doubling up the workload.

My personal favourite and absolutely the most rewarding would be if they just went out and topped themselves. The main advantages is that I (and the majority of the world population who are equally appalled by these fuckers) don't have to get my hands dirty and nor does anyone else.

I'm actually hoping that's what ThistleH has done. On his profile (http://revver.com/u/thistleH/) his little description about himself was "Just interested in making more films :P" (noticably absent was "I'm a twisted fuck who really needs to be put through a mincer at the local butchers so the world doesn't ever have to be at risk of acknowledging my existence")

He posted that "film" on the 18 August 2007 and there has been no activity since. Shame. NOT.

If anyone does know what happened to him, please do let me know. If he did kill himself I'd like to see that "film". If not, I'm happy to make the film for him, starring him.

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