The first time I saw this video, I couldn't stop laughing. The post I saw had a caption which was something to the effect of, This extremely intelligent dolphin is skullfucking a decapitated fish. I watched it several times and couldn't figure out why I found it so funny.
I was telling Lord Ristretto about the video tonight, showed it to him (he hadn't seen it), and laughed again. This time I slowed my thinking down and figured out, I think, what is so funny.
It's the fact that it's a dolphin. Several countries in the world have declared dolphins as "non-human persons" and therefore cannot be exploited in waterparks as entertainment. I agree with such a categorization and applaud the decision.
What this shows is that intelligence has nothing to do with sexual choices, and all to do with sexual methods (the dolphin figured out the decapitated fish body would fit its cock and help it cum).
Other posts of this video on youtube had warnings on it about the necrophiliac behavior of dolphins, even warning parents when taking their children to zoos. They're missing an obvious point to the fish fucking dolphin:
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter that the fish has no head, that's dead, that the dolphin is intelligent, that the dolphin (a creature very cognizant of being observed) was whacking off in front of an audience of people. When it comes to sex, to the need to get off, in nature nothing matters but the orgasm.
And the fact that the dolphin is highly intelligent is what I found so hilarious. If a dog was doing this, it would be dismissed as the actions of a dumb animal. But for a dolphin to do it, in my opinion, shows up the absurdity of sexual taboos. If we learn nothing else from dolphins, we should learn to look at sex and masturbation in fresher, less fearful ways.
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I've been extraordinarily open minded about sex ever since my first year in college, when I learned women could have orgasms. (I was a late bloomer in high school.) Nothing shocks me. All of it interests me. I can never get enough of it.
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