For those of you who might not have heard, Discovery Health recently aired a documentary by Landmark Films called, “Sex Robot”, about the robophilia fetish and the various different ways that people who share it find fulfillment in a world that remains rather unfairly deficient in the number of actual, working sex robots. Why did I watch, and why do I mention, such a documentary when I myself have very little in the way of robot sex fetishes? (The problem with being a sci-fi fan is that you can never say, with 100% honesty, that you don’t have a sci-fi fetish at all. Catgirls? No no no no no…except Tigra. Robophilia? Certainly not…um, wait. Does Cherry 2000 count as a robot? Yes? Damn.)
The answer is simple: One of the methods of coping with the lack of a functional sex robot that the documentary describes is to hypnotize your existing, flesh-and-blood girlfriend into thinking she’s a sex robot…and said hypnosis is performed by none other than my Lady Herself, Lady Ru’etha! (For those of you who’ve just perked up, no, I’m afraid I don’t know how to post a copy for torrenting. But I’m sure you can find it if you poke around a bit.)
What did I think of the documentary? Well, it breaks down into three fetishists and three means of fulfillment, presented in just enough of an unusual order to create drama. Setting aside the drama, though…the first robophile, the one who spends a lot of the documentary evaluating the different sex-bots, comes off as having some serious issues with women. He admits to coming off of a bad break-up, and to wanting a woman who can’t get away and “doesn’t care about how much money you make or what kind of car you drive”. Those are red-flag expressions to me, signifying a person who is in serious denial about the reasons for his break-up and blaming the woman for them. Worse, he’s carrying that baggage around with him after the break-up, which will make it more likely that he’s going to repeat the behavior and repeat the denial, causing a vicious cycle of anger against women that will only get worse on each trip through. Wanting a sex robot is definitely not going to fix those psychological problems. On the other hand, better to have him testing sex robots than working out his anger on real women.
The second fetishist comes off better; although he admits to having some psychological issues with vulnerability that led him to want an indestructible robot girlfriend, he otherwise seems like a well-adjusted person with an unusual sexual fetish, rather than a misogynist who wants a woman who can’t escape him. 🙂 The third fetishist, the EMCSA’s own WinterRose, is a friend who seems quite normal, happy, and well-adjusted in his kink, although I’ll admit to a small amount of bias. (I’ll also admit to spotting his Doctor Who reference when he says that having a hypnotized sex-bot girlfriend is “Fantastic.” Presumably, if he regenerates, he will trigger her with, “Allons-y!”)
As to the methods…basically, it’s two sex-bots and a hypnotist. Need I even say that the hypnotist is deliciously beautiful, suave, self-assured, debonair, and makes a great advertisement for our fetish even in a documentary that isn’t, strictly speaking, about said fetish? She comes off even better when compared to the two “sex robots”, which are really just pieces of animatronics that fall squarely into the Uncanny Valley and don’t even do all that much for the fetishists in the documentary.
The documentary comes to the conclusion that a real, working sex-bot is a long way off, but that the people who want them aren’t monsters or creeps, except for the ones who actually kind of are. 🙂 It’s worth an hour of your time, and it’s definitely worth skipping ahead to the bits where Lady Ru’etha hypnotizes a woman into believing she’s a pleasure-robot designed to service her owner. Because if you’re not into that, why the heck are you reading this blog?