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I don’t understand eye candy.

I mean, okay, I understand it? But I don’t. And I guess I need to give a definition of eye candy.

I read a tweet from someone a bit ago which said something along the lines of “I must say, though, that the biggest benefit of my new neighborhood is that there are a lot of cute girls here!” And while I understand why that would be the case in the abstract, I don’t really get it.

I mean, okay, the person enjoys ladies in a sexual manner. I get that. And so the person is interested in attractive ladies. Got it. And there are attractive ladies about. Yep. But why does that suddenly make things better? These ladies may not be into this person. These ladies may be total assholes and complete idiots. They may have nice bodies, but literally every single other thing about them may be completely repulsive and horrible. So why is it a benefit to have them around? How is having them around any different than having non-attractive ladies about, or men, or whatever? The chances of it changing this person’s behavior seem slim, unless she’s really going to just start asking people at random on dates, and I highly doubt that.

I bet I sound crazy writing this. I have no problem if I do. But I just don’t get it. I can evaluate somebody on being attractive or not, and if someone is dressed really nice or doing something to draw attention to themselves, I often do. But it’s really just an evaluation. I’m not getting any benefit out of that. I go “She looks fantastic,” and then I spend a few minutes evaluating my tastes to understand why I think that, and then I move on with my day. There’s no pleasure in the looking.

“But you enjoy looking at a nice pornography, like anyone would, though!” Well, yes, that’s true. But I have a lot of problems with that too. A lot of times, something about a picture will be off in such as way as to break the illusion. Then the person in the picture becomes a normal person, and then it doesn’t work for me anymore. I don’t know anything about that person in the picture. Why would I want to fuck them? She certainly doesn’t look like she’s into it anyway. I think this is why I got into the whole furry porn scene. There’s never that worry there. The art couldn’t be more fake. I can think in abstracts, come up with whatever backstory I need, and just enjoy the view.

Is it really that simple? Like that idea that I can’t abstract a view of someone I don’t know from the fact that they’re a real person who I don’t know and thus don’t know if I could be attracted to and thus don’t know if I would even be interested in engaging in such activities with?

I sound like a crazy person.