BY Lux Alptraum
June 11, 2007
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You know, I know that Second Life is the next thing now, and in the future we’ll all be hooked up to computers and living fancy digital lives where we never, ever have to leave our houses and everything is conducted through virtual reality: but did The Village Voice really need to launch a column dedicated to discussing cybersex?

I mean, really, did they?

The snappily titled “Click Me” is penned by Voice blogger Bonnie Ruberg, and appears as part of the website’s Screens section. Since I can’t even begin to fathom why a column on cybersex would be necessary (let alone desirable), I’ll let Ms. Ruberg do the explaining for me:

[N]ormally when we talk about cybersex, we talk about men with their pants around their knees roaming chatrooms for teens. But the vast majority of people who cyber are people like you and me: consenting adults. No one talks about it, but everybody does it—well, everybody with an internet connection and a creative libido. Real-life sex may still be a taboo subject, but most of us can at least admit we’re having it. It’s time someone spoke up for cybersex. Because, just like in real life, good sex online is an art…. Still, a surprising number of cybersex encounters share that lackluster quality…. No one should have to suffer through bad cybersex—there’s already enough bad sex in the real world.

Which is why Click Me was born. Click Me is an advice column for cybersex—which is just as hot and awkward and confusing as sex in real life. So send in your stories or questions, and let’s get started! Don’t worry, no question is too bizarre. Once you’ve seen a virtual whale make love to a virtual tiger, you learn to stop (virtually) blushing.

While the good sex activist in me wants to commend Ruberg for her mission to bring good (cyber)sex to the masses, I can’t help but cringe at the thought of a column that more or less amounts to a discussion of fucking in Second Life.

To each their own, I suppose.