Woman as Video Game

Apparently there is now a woman doll which will moan with pleasure only if the human being interacting with it manages to do the right things– which change randomly every time. The idea of using a doll for sex with doll orgasms as one’s goal is a fascinating development of the using things as people theme. It’s not actually clear whether anyone would really do this– the piece is apparently the work of an artist, although it’s being presented at Arse Electronica, a porn and technology event. There’s obviously there’s something nice about emphasising the importance of thinking about one’s partner’s pleasure, and so a part of me thinks a sex toy like this is a nice (though somehow creepy) idea. However, its (male) maker seems to think that it does a good job of replicating female sexuality. One idea he emphasises is that female sexuality is complex and changeable, and that seems true enough. But I’m not so thrilled with the idea that women are just random in their responses, or with this:

He designed Moaning Lisa specifically for Arse Elektronika, with help from conference organizer Kyle Machulis, to demonstrate the videogame-like properties of the human body.  

Somehow human being as videogame doesn’t seem like much of an advance in our thought. Especially since he insists that males are not like videogames:

“Male sex sensors are biased, and not as spread out” over the body, Ganucheau said. “Sure, there are deviances in distribution, but overall it’s not as dynamic as a female. I find that if you go straight for male genitalia, the norm is that you’re guaranteed to get someone off.”This situation, he asserted, would make for a pretty boring game. You grab the genitals and you win every time.  

As Annalee Newitz of Alternet notes, not all men would agree with this vision of their sexuality. More generally, I tend to think that very few people’s sexual responses (male or female) could be accurately characterised as completely random or nearly wholly predictable. Though, of course, all this reminds me of Irigaray’s claims about women having sex organs all over their bodies. (In my cynical and uncharitable moments, I have sometimes reflected on how much more fun this would make such things as twiddling one’s thumbs.) And, finally, I feel obliged to note that the picure below is just kind of icky.Moaning Lisa