Dead Wild Roses

Some days I really do wonder about the social fabric of my province.  There is apparently a market for human sized anatomically correct dolls in Calgary (and thus another good reason to believe nothing good comes from there except the road North).

What I’m amazed at is the everyday occurrance tone the article takes, for example…

“The whole thing takes place while the body of the doll hangs from a hook over a tub to catch the water and soap, its head removed, legs bent. 

“The first thing we do is we bring the doll back here and begin our cleaning procedure immediately,” says one of the new service’s co-owners, whom CBC News has agreed not to identify because he feared repercussions at his other job, but who we’ll call Steve. 

“So we disassemble the doll, we take out any removable orifices, we take off the head, then we proceed to do a rinse with hot water to get any surface bacteria or surface solids off.

“Then we begin with our anti-bacterial soap.”

Yep, nothing out of the ordinary here, just our elaborate cleaning procedures necessary to wash the spunk off of our female replica dolls.

“Then there’s the sponge on the medical pincers and more peroxide and more cleaning. 

A similar process happens in a smaller sink for the head and the inserts that fill the orifices. 

“Obviously, this cleaning procedure, no one does this to themselves in the shower, which just proves another point that these are cleaner than any person or escort that you could find,” said Steve.

And yes, there is documentation of the cleaning process. 

But it’s not just about the cleaning, is it?”

It cannot just be me who feels like we’ve merrily skipped into the uncanny valley.

“Beyond just the physical features, like different bodies and hair and even elf ears, each doll comes with its own story and personality. 

Ariana, for example, is a 26-year-old bikini model from Venezuela, while Bella “comes from an Icelandic clan of mushroom forest elves where women are forbidden from refusing sex to their lovers.”

Cameron, the sole male of the bunch, is pretty much up for anything, and while he’s not as popular as the women, Steve says he’s been kept pretty busy. “

Nope, this isn’t harmful fetish fuel at all.

“They’re not just sex dolls, they’re also great for companionship,” he said. 

“They’re someone to talk to, they’re someone to listen to you, they’re someone to cuddle with and, of course, they’re just someone to be there with you in an empty room.”

He also says his business doesn’t exploit anyone, while still providing a sexual service. 

“These are a much safer and legal alternative [to prostitution],” he said. 

“They don’t have any feelings, they can’t be abused. They aren’t real. So there is no objectification.”

Nope, no objectification at all, the backstory of ‘Bella’ proves that completely:  “Bella comes from an Icelandic clan of mushroom forest elves where women are forbidden from refusing sex to their lovers.”

Adding another plank to the large raft of evidence of the power that male paraphilia exerts on society. :(