Dear Cast Fetishists,

All 650+ of you who have visited in the past five hours:
I blogged my injury and recovery for a number of reasons: to keep friends and loved ones apprised of my condition; to help other folks who have sustained similar injuries and want to know what happens next; and for sheer documentary. I realize that anything I post on this vast interweb can be used by anyone for whatever purposes they wish. That’s part of the deal. I’m a pro-porn feminist, and I’m not anti-fetish. More often than not, I’m in favor of this sort of thing.
I realize that for most of you, this is more than likely just about the cast as a fetish object and nothing else. If the Google translation of the German page is mostly accurate, what you said about me is even sort of sweet. Still, this blog and those photos are about a person and that person’s story. I fetishize my cast too, in the sense that I attach far more meaning and emotion to it than that bundle of materials really deserves. The difference is that my associations aren’t nearly as pleasant as yours. As far as I’m concerned, here’s what you’re jacking off to as you feverishly click on my cast images: You’re getting off on the fact that I broke every bone in my ankle. You’re getting off on ten screws and a plate that I will have until I die. You’re getting off on four days of morphine and three weeks of narcotics. You’re getting off on the worst pain and the most trauma I’ve experienced in my life. You’re getting off on two bed-ridden months that almost cost me my career. You’re getting off on the inconvenience I’ve had no choice but to pose to my loved ones and colleagues. You’re getting off on more than $50,000 of medical expenses. You’re getting off on the darkest period of my past ten years. You’re getting off on a physical injury that I will be forced to deal with for the rest of my life.
Because of the particular way I fetishize my cast, that’s the way I feel about it. That’s why I broke the links from your sites, and will continue to break any future links. I already see from my referrer stats that some of you are dedicated enough to rummage around in my archives. Unless you become legion, I’ve decided I’m not going to spend my time trying to block you there. Go ahead, click on the photos and cream yourself — but you damn well should think about how the person inside the cast feels about it.
Cordially,
Krista
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