..this is the 2nd great sexual revolution - the first, in the 60s, when abortion & the pill shifted sex from being about procreation to recreation. Along with other scientific advances, I think it fundamentally led women to ask the question: do we need men at all?

Driven by sex-machines and love-computers (ie vibrators, teledildonics, even at a simplified, 1.01 level internet dating), this 2nd sexual revolution is automating love and sex, shifting it away from people to machines. It may lead to the question: do we need women at all?

I told him I’ll overnight him a copy of The Sexual Revolution 2.0 and that we can talk next week.

I can’t believe how vindicated I feel, that this niche I’ve been documenting for five years (and then some), a niche I poured into a book that my own publisher didn’t want to promote, is indeed infiltrating the mainstream … even if the magazine editorial board is approaching it from the predictable naive angle of “gasp machines are going to replace us! i mean, just look, the washing machine replaced laundresses and the car replaced stagecoach drivers, now robots will replace husbands!” … even if I get tired and cranky repeating the message of why tech won’t replace humans … every time I can get even a piece of my sensible point of view out there, it’s a Step, because I know someone will get it. And that’s one more person who will stand up to the fearmongering.

Hot.

My hopelessly Californian ears can’t identify the type of accent other than “sexy British” but honestly that was enough for me. These aren’t stories read aloud or moans and panting with the occasional dialog thrown in — these are scripted radio dramas that just happen to be erotic, and each lasts about 12 minutes. They’ll be a nice addition to the old-timey Mystery Theatre podcast that keeps me company on the road between Los Angeles and San Francisco.

Our plays, which last around 12 minutes each, are designed to set your imagination running into all sorts of places and situations. As each one builds to its climax through thoughtfully devised plots, many of which could happen to you, you will picture in your mind’s eye each character and feel what they are feeling, such is the power of the stimulated mind. Some people describe our plays as porn, and they might be right, but we believe that it’s the classiest form of pornographic entertainment on the web

They also pay 50 pounds if they produce your scene.

gives women a sex-tech tip for safe steamy sex: watch your homemade sex video — and then watch your man delete it.

O’Day Insists Boyfriends Delete Sex Tape Footage
The singer admits she gets turned on by filming her steamy sex sessions and then watching them afterwards but she takes precautions to make sure the footage never ends up online or on a DVD.

She tells Complex magazine, “I’ve made all of them delete it right after we watched it. … I watched them delete it.”

I have an even better idea, though. Bring your own laptop and camera and delete it yourself.

Meanwhile, if you want to thumb your nose at all those researchers who claim that putting a television in the bedroom kills your sex life, O’Day has another tip for those who like to watch video but don’t want it captured at all:

“If you do a live feed through the TV, you can watch it on the TV while you’re doing it and it never records.”

Sending good vibrations over the Internet
Cyber sex isn’t just the late-night pastime of techno-tarts, sex addicts and pedophiles.
[snip]

“That mental and emotional connection you make during cybersex, even when you’re just typing words or sending emoticons or photos, makes the body respond. Now there’s a physical device that — albeit still too clunky — your partner can control, which augments the experience,” says Regina Lynn, a Los Angeles-based columnist for Wired magazine.

“It not only bridges the gap between mental and physical, but now you can be stimulated without typing one-handed.”

Can’t make it home for a lunchtime romp with your lover? Why not put a “do not disturb” sign on your office door and log in to a private chat room for a cyber-quickie with your spouse?

“It’s a nice way to send that extra-special message home from work,” says Lynn. “Or if you’re a soldier, you can schedule time at home with your wife and connect intimately.”
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Techno-tart? I think I want a t-shirt that has that emblazoned across the chest.

I asked Stroker Serpentine when the HUD/toy demo would occur and he said “early,” and I have the impression that they’ll try to do it within the first hour or two of the party. Presumably it will take place when enough people have arrived in person and in-world, and when all the tech is working as it’s supposed to. No one seems to want to commit to telling me a particular time, though; sounds like it’s a go-with-the-flow kind of thing.

(Stroker also asked me what time I’m arriving. I said “ten o’clock, isn’t that the time on the press release?” and he laughed at me. I added, indignantly, “I grew up in the sticks and to me ten o’clock means be there at ten o’clock even if it’s a hipster Hollywood thing.” Grrrrr.)

I’ll keep you posted on twitter/facebook/myspace. (Search by email, ginalynn@gmail.com, or by name “regina lynn” and request to follow/friend. I’ll do a last check at the computer before I leave for Hollywood and accept all the invites.)

First and foremost I want to say thank you so much for being a part of our team and doing our Sex in the News for so long. We’ve absolutely LOVED having you on! Due to our merger w/ XM Radio, which launches on Monday, Sirius has asked us to make some changes to the show. We are taking the Sex in the News segment and the show in a different direction and will no longer need you to come in every Tuesday to do the news. Again, we’ve loved having you. Please stay in touch with us and let us know when you are promoting something, so we can have you as a guest. We will miss seeing you every week!

I’ll miss it too. I am grateful to have had the opportunity — and even as I indulge in some personal mourning at the loss, I look forward to what’ll show up next. Because something always does. Right? Right.

You can use the keyboard and drumpad (which looks like the Simon Says game) to create your own sounds for the OhMiBod vibrator to respond to, or bring in music tracks for a richer experience. I haven’t figured out yet how to grant someone else control of my OhMiBod but I’m pretty sure that’s the point of the HUD, it being teledildonics and all.

Tomorrow is the official demo and launch so today’s top-secret, available-only-if-you-know-who-to-sleep-with HUD might not even be fully functional; after work I’ll test it out with my OhMiBod and see what I can figure on my own.

But it’s pretty, with a look-and-feel that matches the OMB rather than some weird cybertechno design or , and the big buttons are easy to click even for a Second Life dabbler like me. I was able to hear the music when another friend played with his copy of the HUD, which I like - if someone else is using music to control my vibrator, I want the whole room to hear. Heh.

You can use your OMB with Second Life without this HUD, by plugging it into the audio jack and going anywhere in-world with music or sound. But this promises to add that extra dimension of erotic connection between people.

The live party is at a private house and I’m not in charge of the guest list, but you can attend in Second Life, at Sextoy Dave’s Party Place in Eros the North Pole, home of Virtually Adult.* They’re doing all those Hollywood Lifestyle things (live and virtual), with strippers and celebrities and giveaways and DJs and swimming pools, but the important thing is the OhMiBod / Second Life HUD is finally out of NDA and that means I can talk about it.

For now, I’ll stick with the press release description, as I haven’t seen it in action (and Brian and Kevin, why haven’t I, hrmmmmm?).

The new interface uses a specially designed heads-up display (HUD) to control OhMiBod technology virtually. Players can get the HUD for free at Strokerz Toyz and VirtuallyAdult (two adult stores within Second Life) as well as at virtual social events sponsored by the OhMiBod Squad.

Once activated, the OhMiBod HUD allows the player to create music to affect the patterns of vibration, as well as control the intensity of those vibrations. Back in the real world, the OhMiBod also reacts to the music played at virtual events, where avatar DJs spin music at raves, parties, and nightclubs.

I’m not very good at publicly documenting things while I experience them, although my thorough test of the horrible Blowguard — a blowjob accessory so awful I didn’t even publish my response to it — proves that I can take pages and pages of notes with old-fashioned pens and paper while actually, er, testing.

But I’m going to ask my companions to remind me to twitter the OhMiBod demo if I have cell service up there. My Tweets aren’t public so you’ll have to request to follow me by, oh, noon on Saturday, so that I can approve you (and I won’t be hurt if you un-follow after the event, no commitment expected, heh).

*Correction from the organizers: SexToyDaves Party Place isn’t on Eros, it is at the North Pole, home of Virtually Adult. This is also where we will premiere the brand new Virtual Vending system that allows you to purchase real life products using virtual currency, in this case Lindens. What this does as you can see, is allows anyone in a virtual world to be anonymous with their purchase history, much like the “plain brown wrapper”!

Onyx guides two to six players through hours of sexual exploration in a Monopoly-meets-Truth-or-Dare-meets-Cranium kind of way. Look for my full report in a month or two, when the magazine publishes my article; but the gist is that the game is surprisingly fun and will provide hours of entertainment through the cold dark winter to come.

You can download Onyx and play at the make-out level for free, but to get to the spicy stuff, you’ll want to register. The code is playboy08. (All lower case, btw, as caps probably won’t work.)

I am better at alerting people to things via Facebook, MySpace, and Twitter, btw, if you want to follow/friend me there. (I’m “regina lynn” on all of them, or search ginalynn@gmail.com.)

And now, the news!

In good, groundbreaking news, a federal district court ruled it unconstitutional to discriminate against a candidate who interviews as a bio-male but accepts the job as a transgendered female. I don’t know why I’m still surprised that these kinds of things are even at issue — that people argue that the law prohibiting gender discrimination in hiring should not apply to transgendered people (huh? why not?) or that it would matter that someone looking for a job would also be in the midst of a sex change.

After that, we had a bunch of oddballs.

A 60-year-old Japanese widower disposed of his love doll by wrapping her in a sleeping bag and dumping her in the woods, where hikers stumbled upon her and reported the “corpse” to the police.

A South African couple died Friday when they were having sex on the railroad tracks and got run over by a train.

Birth control campaigns jump on the “fight global warming” (presumably hybrid) wagon, noting that preventing unwanted pregnancies can help save polar bears. Not to mention saving young folks from becoming parents before they’re ready.

And in Georgia, a couple caught having sex in their car took off at speed, rather than roll down the window when the officer tapped on the glass. They didn’t get away unscathed though; they fled the scene after wrapping their car around a utility pole.