The Hot Seat
There's an internet cafe on Yonge St, just a bit north of Dundas, a bit south of Gould. On my way to dinner last night, I was strolling past when something in their window caught my eye.
Well, "somethings". Somethings thrusting, graphically. Pornographically.
There's a terminal at this particular cafe that is right up against the window. So that whatever whoever is at that terminal is looking at, anyone walking past is looking at it too. And last night, the person at that terminal was streaming some online hardcore porn.
And boy howdy were people looking. Walking past on a crowded evening, you could hear every second person get a few paces past the window and suddenly realize what they'd just seen. A little gasp followed by a "did you just see what I just saw?"
So if you have that prominent window seat, and you are using it to catch up on yer porn, who are you? Here's what I've got so far:
1) You are just that comfortable with your porn.
2) Other people watching you watching your porn is what floats your boat (and by boat I mean the boat that is located in your pants).
3) You're from out of town, and you went in to check your email and then realized you couldn't last another damn day.
4) Your experiences with Bell or Rogers on your home account were so bad, that this is a better option.
Other theories?
Photographs at top from contributors to the blogTO photo pool. At left from kbdesign, at right, an excerpt from Andre Vautour's Zanzibar photo.
Comments (26)
This happened to me in the Boston Public Library in October. I was touring through and in a computer room with long tables there was a guy, right on the end of the centre isle, watching some close-up shots.
Real funny.
this will turn into some kind of flashmob thing ... hipsters raiding internet cafes all surfing porn at the same time.
Wa wa wa, worst post ever, inferior blog, bla bla... just STFU and stay on topic for a second.
Personally, I'm placing my bets that this person is most likely really effin high (like marathon high, where you've been doing speed/e/meth/coke/crack/whatever for a day or something).. OR someone with a natural state of mind similar to that of a cracked-out person.
My question to you, Catherine, is: where are you taking this? Ok, so we got this pervert by the window. And then what?
And yes, I realize this is exactly the point of the naysayers above, although I'm not at all suggesting this post is somehow inappropriate or not blog-worthy. I AM giving the benefit of doubt, though, that there's perhaps another blog post coming that will take this further...???
So to paraphrase, why do you care about all this, Catherine?
I'm only wondering why this post doesn't include pictures and frankly just more detail. This blog is not satisfying my prurient interests.
Slow news day? How about the man believes he has every right to watch porn, and if you don't like it, then don't peep in his window
Wooaaah....I'm actually really glad that many of you have such strong opinions about this post. If I might for a second defend the author of it....We encourage these sort of random observational posts on the site. Sure, it might have been better if there was a video, some lurid photos or an interview with half the people in the place...but, hey, sometimes you can't have everything. Personally, I still enjoyed this post even if it was short on the details some of you desire.
Perhaps it was some form of 'breaching experiment'?
Improbably, but not impossible...
Jonathan.
Who are you? Audrey Hepburn in the Nun's Story?
Can't a man JO to some good ole anal probing anymore?
Sheesh.
C'mon! I've totally walked by that same internet cafe, and couldn't help but wonder if anyone would forget that they had a window seat and mindlessly graze the porn field. Funny post!!!
Cmon, where are all these humans with real expressive thoughts and opinions coming from pretending to walk up/down Yonge. I walk it every week and all I see are mindless zombies.
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