deep sigh
Ahh. I feared this day might come. The wiener jokes have gone too far and now it is time to bring down the tent, put out the fire, pack up and return to reality.
Well, AR - I fear I may have very little else accomplish here any more.
A tear 
Do you think the envrionmental pressures in post industrialised human societies mirror those of the feral existence of hyenas?
You have to live long enough to pass on the genes donât forget.
Stick a hyena in a cage, feed it regularly, and convince it to run on a treadmill occasionally, and you have a close comparison with post industrialized modern man. But to feral hyenas, no. Begging the question, shouldnât we return to feral ways (plus all the electronics. Just get robots to do the boring stuff).
You also have to navigate through the machinations of a society which was built up on the industrial enterprise - an enterprise in which a small percentage of the population became filthy rich and powerful, while the greater majority fell into the trap of âendless prosperityâ. We live in an âurbanâ jungle now. It is as perilous as our former abidings.
I think thatâs understating things quite a bit, given the massive difference in the evolved cognitive capacities between hyenas and humans. The point of course is that natural selection involves all environmental pressures, when we live in relatively safe post industrialised countries, a lot of the pressures we evolved under are alleviated, and we have far more time to examine morality than the majority of our forebears. many believe this however is veneer that is easily âscraped awayâ, certainly Golding thought so.
Well that seems contradictory, but I donât see why we would exchange a safer easier existence for a hard dangerous feral one.
The acclamation of individual wealth preceded the industrial revolution, we live in hierarchical societies long before that, with wealth being controlled by a tiny minority. Not sure what you mean by âthe greater majority fell into the trap of endless prosperity.â However even the most cynical critic would have to admit that people on the whole in developed nations live longer safer lives, how satisfying we find them is entirely subjective I suppose, but Iâd personally not exchange it for a feral existence in a small group of hunter gatherers.
The evidence suggests it is not, there is a very good work called âThe Better Angels of Our Natureâ by Steven Pinker. On the whole and even allowing for the catastrophic loss of life and violence of two devastating world wars, there is per capita less violence now than at any point in human history.
I disagree with your genetic moral imperative argument. Genetic proclivityâyes; specific genetic moralsâno.
However, I definitely agree that AR has devolved into an unfortunate and possibly unavoidable shill of the âdonât go thereâ movement championed by those who feel their superior sense of justice and/or morality gives them guardianship of linguistic interaction. Ironically, as a private space, AR absolutely DOES have the right to do so. As it rightly should.
However, after being a part of the old AR community, before whatever change happened during my absence, I canât possibly engage here with the new tethers on expression in what used to be a venue for free-form engagement with others who have like-minded positions about what is âallowedâ in pure and alternative mental intercourse. (Iâm thinking âintercourseâ might even be a taboo word, here.)
Etymology is a fickle and ever-changing beast of fashion and society. A word you use freely today may be deemed culturally unacceptable tomorrow or the day after. And thatâs fineâthatâs the way it works. especially when engaging with the unwashed masses of uninspired banality you can find on any other forum out there. This was supposed to be a special place, where people understood that no words need be taken personally and all forms of expression were up for analysis and debate by anyone who wanted to chime in.
If your feelings are hurt by a single word then perhaps philosophical, ethical, sociological, etc. discussions of real substance which explore the deeps of human thought and congruence may not be for you.
EDIT: Leader of the Banned
Old Restrictions? New Restrictions? WTF? Who in the fuck changed everything and didnât let me know? Dammit! I get so pissed off when shit like that happens. What fucking piss stained inappropriate word am I NOT ALLOWED to use now? This site is just getting tooooo restrictive.
I dunno Cog, what kind of fucking tethers is he talking about? I dont play those tie up games meself but I know that Whitefire is partial to a bit of tetheringâŚ
We have word restrictions now? Well, shit! Does that mean I can no longer say fart-nugget? What about koochie juice? And please donât tell me noodle-slurper is no longer allowed. Fuck! Iâm gonna have to change my entire vocabulary. What the hell am I suppose to use to replace twat-twiddler?
As for tethering and rope games, what happens in the bedroom (or kitchen, or garage, or on the stairsâŚ) stays in the bedroom (or kitchen, or garage, or on the stairsâŚ).
Thatâs what I always thought as well. Then I lost my cookie juice, to a noodle-slurper, when a fart-nugget bounced off the wall and blinded me. We fell down the stairs and right into a twat-twiddler who was twiddling twat right there in the front lobby. If we were not wearing Barney outfits, we would have been recognized. It was a very lucky thing for us that the guy sitting in front of Pee Wee Herman had decided to go to the movies that very same day. And then, make a big stink about being shot in the back of the head or we would have been on the front page instead of him.
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In case it ever comeâs up, my safe words are âleave it you cuntsâ. 
Cool! My safe word is âpotato chips.â Not that it does me much good, though. With the ball gag in place it sounds like, âHuh-hay-hoe hiss!â Suffice it to say, things often get carried away.
SAFE WORDS? No one ever told me there were safe words. You just get tied up and taken advantage of, until Whi⌠Until the other person is done with you⌠Thatâs what I was always told.
Yes and pay no attention to what they are spouting. Thereâs no need to fix what ainât brokeâŚ
Edit: weâre not quite finished here
Are you addressing me personally? If you are, I canât imagine what word you mean. Iâm the one who can no longer make penis jokes.
If youâre not, then I have another opinion on that. This is a debate forum in which lude penis jokes have no place, and in particular, are unpalatable to certain members of various gender profiles. How DARE you question the feelings of people?
Edited: Iâm finding it hard to pretend that I care
lewd*
edited: to piss ratty off.
Was referring to the drug. 
Though funnily this sounds like a rather hilarious almost Freudian metaphor.
Or theyâre just not that funny, especially when overdone,
I appreciate that not every penis joke is funny. The humour mainly comes from the very fact that Iâm making one. They donât have to be funny to be funny. Not every fart is funny. And yet every fart is funny when one is made.
