The Day Artificial Intimacy Will End the War of the Sexes, by Luc Le Vaillant
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The battle of the sexes is over. Yes, it is, I assure you. And I confess that the pacifist and mixed-race person in me will not miss it.
The artificialization of intimacy and the digitalization of sexuality should send everyone back to their sentimental masturbation, to their mirror that they can bevel as they please, and to their mirror tinted with reassuring solitude. Conversational agents , whose rise in quality seems irrepressible (1), will serve as never-disparaging romantic partners and scrupulously cheesy libidinal development coaches. Human-like and sexually accommodating robots will do the trick until complete satisfaction and without subsequent recriminations of any kind. Exoskeletons with cocks and willies will activate tentacled or ovoid endings, to be chosen from the catalog. Interfaces will have become so efficient that they will be capable of creating jubilation in closed environments that will avoid the search for an inevitably disturbing otherness.
"There is no sexual relationship," Jacques Lacan's famous phrase, will finally find its full and complete realization. The cigarillo-wearing, ascot-wearing shrink will
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