American adult toy and robotics company RealDoll are attempting to enter the LGBTQ market with their upcoming sexbot.
American adult toy company RealDoll are creating the first lesbian sex robots Credit: Brickdollbanger/InstagramThe sexbot are scheduled to release sometime in 2022 Credit: Brickdollbanger/Instagram
In 2019, RealDoll famously created Harmony, a “bisexual flavor” AI sex robot with an animatronic head and Scottish accent.
Now, the company will soon roll out its first-ever male sex robot, Henry.
In an Instagram video posted by company representative Brick Dollbanger, Matt McMullen, CEO of RealDoll subdivision Realbotix, said developing Henry’s AI software was “complicated”.
McMullen said: “Not only do we need to create a different gender, we also need to create a sexual preference in the profile, and this would be something that would also propagate to the female platform as well.”
Henry will come equipped with artificial intelligence and a fully-functioning penis strong enough to “lift trucks.”
The CEO said he hopes to release Henry sometime in 2022, saying the company still needs to develop its artificial intelligence and a fully-functioning “bionic penis“.
“We’re going to be working on some sort of very special insert for Henry so that he’s able to, you know, lift trucks with his penis or something,” he said.
He added that they were also developing “self-heating, self-lubricating erogenous zones” for both the male and female robots.
McCullen said fully animatronic bodies would take years to become a reality due to safety concerns.
He said: “We’re already starting to animate the body. The problem is: When can a body be animated and then be safe to throw into someone’s bed?
“A robotic arm that’s strong enough to lift the entirety of its silicone weight is pretty darn strong. If something goes a little bit off with that, it can take your head off.”
Dying swans twisted wings, beauty not needed here Lost my love, lost my life, in this garden of fear I have seen many things, in a lifetime alone Mother love is no more, bring this savage back home
Wilderness house of pain, makes no sense of it all Close this mind dull this brain, Messiah before his fall What you see is not real, those who know will not tell All is lost sold your soul to this brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world A brave new world, in a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world
Dragon kings dying queens, where is salvation now Lost my life lost my dreams, rip the bones from my flesh Silent screams laughing here, dying to tell you the truth You are planned and you are damned in this brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world A brave new world, in a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world A brave new world, in a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world In a brave new world, a brave new world
Astronomers Spot Two Supermassive Black Holes on a Collision Course The black holes are closer to Earth, and to each other, than any other known supermassive black hole pair.
By Isaac Schultz
Through a standard telescope, the nearby galaxy NGC 7727 looks like a gossamer tumbleweed drifting in the night sky. But within it are two supermassive black holes beginning a dance that will end with their violent merger. As a team of astronomers recently found, these objects are closer to Earth than any other supermassive pair.
One of the black holes is 6.3 million times the mass of the Sun, while the other is a whopping 154 million solar masses. The duo is located 89 million light-years from Earth in the constellation Aquarius. The team determined the objects’ masses by studying how their gravitational pulls affected stars in their vicinity.
Supermassive black holes lurk at the center of galaxies—our own galaxy hosts Sagittarius A*, a roughly 4 million solar mass black hole 26,000 light-years from Earth. When two galaxies merge, the black holes end up circling one another and eventually merging themselves. These black hole mergers are some of the most violent astrophysical phenomena in the universe, and they generate the gravitational waves famously predicted by Einstein and first observed by the Laser Interferometer Gravitational-Wave Observatory (LIGO) in 2015.
The nearness of the NGC 7727 pair blew the previous record-holding pair out of the interstellar water—that pair was 470 million light-years from us. The team’s research is set to publish in Astronomy & Astrophysics.
“Once the black holes get much closer to each other, they will become gravitationally bound and orbit each other,” said lead study author Karina Voggel in an email to Gizmodo. “This is in theory observable, but this stage in black hole evolution lasts only a short time over a cosmic timescale, and so far we have not observed it.” Voggel, an astronomer at the University of Strasbourg in France, said that unknown galaxy merger relics like it could increase the total number of supermassive black holes by up to 30%.
“Currently, LIGO can detect gravitational wave events from black holes that merge that have a couple times the mass of our Sun,” Voggel added. “When the LISA space mission will come online in a few years, we will be able to also detect the gravitational wave events from the merging of such supermassive black holes.”
While the galaxy is visible through a normal telescope, when seen through the European Southern Observatory’s Very Large Telescope one can make out little orbs of light within the galaxy that mark where the black holes are. (The gravitational pull of black holes is so strong that light famously cannot escape from them, but the objects are often surrounded by superheated plasma that glows brightly.)
Let me tell you a story to chill the bones About a thing that I saw One night wandering in the Everglades I’d one drink but no more I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight Gazing up at the stars Not aware of a presence so near to me Watching my every move
Feeling scared and I fell to my knees As something rushed me from the trees Took me to an unholy place And that is where I fell from grace Then they summoned me over to join in with them To the dance of the dead Into the circle of fire I followed them Into the middle I was led
As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear But still I wanted to go And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me As I walked onto the coals And I felt I was in a trance And my spirit was lifted from me And if only someone had the chance To witness what happened to me
And I danced, and I pranced, and I sang with them All had death in their eyes Lifeless figures – they were undead – all of them They had ascended from hell
As I danced with the dead My free spirit was laughing and howling down at me Below my undead body Just danced the circle of dead Until the time came to reunite us both My spirit came back down to me I didn’t know if I was alive or dead As the others all joined in with me
By luck then a skirmish started And took the attention away from me When they took their gaze from me Was the moment that I fled I ran like hell, faster than the wind But behind I did not glance One thing that I did not dare Was to look just straight ahead
When you know that your time has come around You know you’ll be prepared for it Say your last goodbyes to everyone Have a drink and say a prayer for it
When you’re lying in your sleep, when you’re lying in your bed And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead When you’re lying in your sleep, when you’re lying in your bed And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
I have long forgotten my response but it must have been along the lines of, “Are you kidding me, Lynnette?” I do, though, recall her response, which was, “Oh Michael, you will LOVE IT!” I had my doubts…Nevertheless, I read the book because my sister had never previously recommended any book. Turned out my little sister was right… I even read a few more of the series until it seemed the author was writing the same story again and again.
The book was made into a movie I did not see because, well, you know, I read the book. When putting this post together I found the following video, of which I was completely unaware, as I was unaware of how well the movie did at the box office. I watched the video several times while telling myself the time spent was for “research” when the truth is that it contains Andie McDowell, whom I adore, after meeting her in Asheville, North Carolina, at the Earth Fare grocery store on the east side of town, while living in the mountains. I was next in line when, all of a sudden, Ms. McDowell comes barging in from the front in a failed attempt to check out before me. “I am in a big hurry,” she said. “Sounds like something a city girl would say,” said I. She shot me a look which reminded me of the time I was walking to Fantasyland Records (https://fantasylandrecords.com/) near the corner of Peachtree Street and Rumson road in the Buckhead section of Atlanta, Georgia, where I resided, and there was Virginia Gunn, a local television personality, sitting in a sports car smoking a cigarette. “You’re Virginia Gunn,” I said. She shot me a look before saying, “Buzz off, buster!” That was the kinda look given by Andie… I smiled when saying, “Go ahead, ma’am, celebrity has some privilege.” She gave me another look that was the definition of perplexed, and began unloading her cart. “I saw you on the David Letterman show before you married your high school sweetheart and you sure were happy.” Ms. McDowell replied, “Yeah, well, it didn’t work out. It never does…” She left hurriedly as I proceeded to check out. After exiting I walked by her car and she seemed to be having trouble getting it together. By the time I was near she dropped a rather large pizza box and I nabbed it before the thing touched the pavement. She again looked at me strangely before saying, “You’re my hero.” Unfortunately it did not sound like I was “her hero,” if’n you get my drift… Sometime later I was having brunch at the Earth Fare on the west side of town. I was at a large table all by myself reading the Sunday New York Times, oblivious to the fact that the lunch crowd had quickly filled the place. When I looked up there was Andie, with a young girl I took to be her daughter. There they stood, looking at me and the empty surrounding seats with longing in their eyes. “Would you like to sit down?” I asked. “I thought you’d never ask,” Andie said. I began making arrangements to leave as quickly as possible when the daughter said to her mother, “That’s the chess guy. He was in the newspaper,” said the young girl. Andie again gave me a look that’s difficult to describe before saying, “So, you’re famous?” I smiled before saying, “Not like you. I’m a local yokel.” She smiled, and that was the first time I had seen her smile. I told her about beginning as an extra on the movie filmed at Atlanta Stadium, The Slugger’s Wife (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0090036/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1), and how I had to join the screen actor’s guild to be shown in the movie (I had to run out to centerfield and man the camera when the ‘slugger’ slugged the record ball the chicks love outta the park), but my “part”, was cut outta the movie, which is now considered one of the worst movies ever produced. I told them about getting to eat with the actors and ball players, like Mark, “The Bird” Fidrych, a “flash in the pan” but what a flash!
They laughed uproariously after being told that I found myself in line at the buffet, behind one of the stars, Rebecca De Mornay,
Michael O’Keefe & Rebecca De Mornay
and when she looked back at me I said, “You’re Rebecca De Mornay.” She scowled before replying, “And who the hell are you?”
Before leaving Andie asked me which of her movies was my favorite. I looked at her daughter and hesitated…”It’s OK, she knows all my movies.” The reply came immediately, “Sex, Lies, and Videotape.” She looked at me for a moment as a faint smile began to appear before saying, “Really?” To which I responded, “I liked Four Wedding and a Funeral, too.” Her smile grew larger and I looked at her daughter, who was absolutely loving this. Then Andie said, “Most people choose Groundhog Day.” The response was, “I am not most people.”
“It’s the birthday of American horror novelist Anne Rice (books by this author), born in New Orleans (1941) and best known for creating the novel Interview with the Vampire (1976)
in which a young man interviews a 200-year-old vampire named Louis about his life. The book introduces the character of Lestat the Vampire and was later made into a film. There are 14 books in the Vampire Chronicles saga, most of which have been international best-sellers.
Rice was inspired to write Interview with the Vampire after the death of her six-year old daughter from leukemia. She said:
“I was a sad, broken atheist. I pitched myself into writing and made up a story about vampires. I didn’t know it at the time but it was all about my daughter, the loss of her and the need to go on living when faith is shattered. But the lights do come back on, no matter how dark it seems, and I’m sensitive now, more than ever, to the beauty of the world — and more resigned to living with cosmic uncertainty.”
Rice based the character of the girl vampire, Claudia, on her daughter.
It took Rice five weeks to write 358 pages about the relationship between two vampires for Interview with a Vampire. She researched vampires during the day and wrote at night, once even attending a concert by the heavy metal band Iron Maiden for inspiration.
When asked why she chose to write about vampires, Rice answered:
“Vampires are the best metaphor for the human condition. Here you have a monster with a soul that’s immortal, yet in a biological body. It’s a metaphor for us, as it’s very difficult to realize that we are going to die, and day to day we have to think and move as though we are immortal. A vampire like Lestat in Interview … is perfect for that because he transcends time — yet he can be destroyed, go mad and suffer; it’s intensely about the human dilemma.”
When asked who makes a better literary subject, vampires or zombies, Rice answered:
“The vampire is an articulate character in our literature. In the last 30 years or so, the vampire has been an articulate, charming, beguiling complex person so he’s miles away from a zombie. The vampire is the poet and the writer of the monster world. The zombies are the exact opposite. They’re not sexy, they don’t listen to good music and they don’t wear good clothes.”
On writing, Anne Rice once said, “There are no rules. It’s amazing how willing people are to tell you that you aren’t a real writer unless you conform to their clichés and their rules. My advice? Reject rules and critics out of hand. Define yourself. Do it your way. Make yourself the writer of your dreams.” (https://www.garrisonkeillor.com/radio/twa-the-writers-almanac-for-october-4-2021/)
“The Writing On The Wall”
Across a painted desert lies a train of vagabonds All that’s left of what we were it’s what we have become Once our empires glorious but now the empire’s gone The dead gave us the time to live and now our time is done
Now we are victorious, we’ve become our slaves A land of hope and glory building graveyards for the brave
Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Can you see them riding?
Holding on to fury is that all we ever know Ignorance our judge and jury all we’ve got to show From Hollywood to Babylon ~ holy war to kingdom come On a trail of dust and ashes ~ when the burning sky is done A tide of change is coming and that is what you fear The earthquake is a coming but you don’t want to hear You’re just too blind to see
Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Can you see them riding, riding next to you?
Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding?
2018 Doomsday Clock Statement
Science and Security Board
Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists
Editor, John Mecklin
To: Leaders and citizens of the world Re: Two minutes to midnight Date: January 25, 2018
In 2017, world leaders failed to respond effectively to the looming threats of nuclear war and climate change, making the world security situation more dangerous than it was a year ago—and as dangerous as it has been since World War II.
“2 Minutes To Midnight” as written by Bruce Dickinson and Adrian Frederick Smith
Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don’t need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here’s my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer’s breed or the demon’s seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom’s stain
Don’t you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The blind men shout “let the creatures out
We’ll show the unbelievers”
The napalm screams of human flames
Of a prime time Belsen feast, yeah!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies
The killer’s breed or the demon’s seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom’s stain
Don’t you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun
The killer’s breed or the demon’s seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom’s stain
don’t you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It’s all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It’s all night
Midnight, all night
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