Time magazine explores Second Life in an article this week, and it's all about SL as the land of unleashed desires. Furries, attachable penises, sexual orientation changes, and too much free time all appear in rapid succession. The piece even begins with a lunge into our collective underbelly:
I thought I'd want to have lots of sex. Meaningless, multipartnered, degrading sex.
Joel Stein makes the classic Gothic argument, seeing SL as a place for uncapping the Freudian gusher:
But Second Life is different enough (flying! teleporting! cloning!) that it functions as a therapist's couch on which you learn about yourself by safely exploring your darkest desires.
If Time has covered this, SL has clearly entered the mainstream with a red light district attached, a rep for the forbidden, and a broad avenue to haunted spaces.
Summary of this past week's uncanny Second Life discussion coming soon.