Every Publisher's Wet Dream

By the authority of the place and by the will of the people - I am being excommunicated even from Facebook. To what lower place can one descend? Where are the people? Where are those who are truly interested in fantasies and the repressed, persecuted subconscious world, but with libido? And I remember the most popular search result that brings visitors to my site, only for them to be immediately disappointed and flee, causing me to sink even lower in Google rankings - "Haredi sex"

Intellectual Pornography (Source)

I dreamed that I was trying to log into Facebook when a screen appeared with a message stating that Facebook had received a report about me from one of my friends, claiming that Black Circle is not my real name. Therefore, in accordance with Facebook's policy, my account was closed. But if I believe this is indeed my name - I need to prove to them that I am a Black Circle. How? By submitting a photo of my ID card, Mr. Black Circle. I look at the screen in disbelief, realizing that everything I've done has gone down the drain. What can be done?

I could still go to the Ministry of Interior and try to legally change my name to Black Circle (a Hebraization of Schwartz?), but it's very dangerous. In the end, the Facebook employee checking the documents won't believe such a name exists and will think I forged it - so even that won't help. Worse still, it's a matter of life and death because they could sue me for forgery, and I'd be handing them a sword to reveal my true identity and erase me not just from Facebook, but from the outside world. Then my account in real life would also be closed, in accordance with real-life policy, and I wouldn't be able to show my face anywhere, forced to walk around with a black circle on the street. Even then, they wouldn't believe I'm truly a Black Circle. It occurs to me that even if I were to take my own life - the Chevra Kadisha [Jewish burial society] wouldn't agree to write Black Circle on my tombstone beyond the fence. Then I'd be an outcast in this world, the next world, and most sadly - in the Facebook world. I could never be a circle. The world is against Black Circle.

Even though I've only descended and degenerated further and further down over the years, from holy and pure dreams written in the radiance of the night sky and soaring in the heights of the world, to material handwriting in a private dream language in the attic, and from there I degenerated to a dream book trying to speak the language of humans, and from there to a newspaper of entertaining dreams on current affairs, and from there to dreams on a remote website about nocturnal matters, and from there to Facebook with dreams that are posts (!), I still haven't managed to reach the ground of reality and haven't managed to find any audience, not even one person - or, more importantly, one woman. Therefore, by the authority of the place and by the will of the people, I am being excommunicated even from Facebook. To what lower place can one descend? Where are the people? Where are those who are truly interested in fantasies and the repressed, persecuted subconscious world, but with libido? And I remember the most popular search result that brings visitors to my site, only for them to be immediately disappointed and flee, causing me to sink even lower in Google rankings - "Haredi sex" - and I understand how much further I can degenerate. If they've closed my Facebook - I need to open a porn site.

And the porn site of the Black Circle is sex for intellectuals. The actors' faces are hidden with black circles, and they play out the sex lives of all the greats, the renowned figures and geniuses throughout history, allowing the small to peek into the lives of the great, and understand the origins of their thoughts. We have various categories on the site, so every intellectual can choose their preferred perversion. For example, sex of writers, like Joyce, Dylan Thomas, Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald (excellent performance), Nabokov (hardcore), lesbian with Woolf (who's afraid?), Agnon with his young mistress named "Shira", Bialik with Ira Jan (amateur category), Yaakov Shabtai in an orgy ("Oy, my heart"), Gnessin doing Brenner, Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe (leaked celebrity video), Proust with Albert (gays in French), Philip Roth is a highly sought-after actor with many sequels, all according to reliable historical sources (we have an entire department in academia working solely on this), period-accurate reconstructions with costumes, paying attention to the small details and in some cases the tiny ones (there's even one painting where Rembrandt sketched his own genitals! But you need to be an expert on his work to discover it).

For each one, we've dug through archives and works to find their preferred perversions and psychosexual profile, and thus we can finally understand the source of their creations through sex, and indeed, it turns out to be the best explanation, intellectually speaking! Suddenly all of history looks different, and all thinking changes, because the first thing you ask about a figure, a creator, a person, is how they were in bed. And this is the broadest field for speculation, learned hypotheses, and new and daring insights into exemplary figures and the sources of their thoughts. There's nothing more enriching than reading someone's work and thinking about how you believe they were in sex, what they liked, what turned them on, it's a penetration into the depths of the intellectual and creative libido, and this becomes the first thought about every person (even on the street, even at work, even relatives. Because it's precisely the works that teach us how to guess hidden preferences). And it all starts with the most basic questions in culture: How was Freud in bed? How was Tolstoy? How was Caravaggio? How was Kafka? And we provide answers!

And the categories on the site keep multiplying. There are, for example, philosophers whose sex lives shed an entirely new light on their thoughts (Plato having sex with his student Aristotle, Kant tying himself up in bed, or when Wittgenstein's student goes down on him and he has new insights into the philosophy of language). And due to demand from the browsing audience (that is, the people), we're also adding politicians (our most popular video on the site: after an air force attack, the Prime Minister comes home late and is punished, tied with a collar, licking the evil black shoes of his queen wife, and it turns out his entire career was a power play that got out of hand - being Prime Minister is a sexual perversion. The "Don't Shower" video of Napoleon and Josephine is also doing well).

And from here we spread to all fields: Einstein serially falling in love with relatives, Freud and his sister-in-law (including cocaine), Kafka who loved bites and scratches and rough sex, Houellebecq with his tiny one (a genre of comic sex), Ben-Gurion and Moshe Dayan and their premature ejaculation problem (yes, there are academics with strange perversions), Classisex (sex of composers to the sound of their works timed with the movements, with huge demand for Paganini's performances), or sex of painters with their male or female models (works from all art history, for example Michelangelo having sex with the model for God in the Sistine Chapel). And you can also do a reverse search, of the greats by perversion, and then a search in BDSM female domination leads among others to Bibi and to Bruno Schulz and to David Vogel (who is also found in the mother and daughter category) and so on, and there's an important social goal here of normalizing the deviant, or the deviation of normalization, or any other nonsense that deviant intellectuals tell themselves to watch the site.

And we have an entire department of researchers dedicated solely to searching for celebrities from the history of the mind who have special perversions, because the audience has long since stopped getting excited by mere serial adulterers, or they're looking specifically for intellectuals with an asexual image who are suddenly caught in the archives with their pants down engaging in a unique kind of sex, and then we make it accessible to the general public and do a service to the entire world of the mind, and even ordinary people now look differently at scholars, and hold culture and the classics in reverence. And now you often hear from someone who comes to read some writer or philosopher that they came to them because of their video, and that the 14th-century book excites them after understanding the sex behind it. And a new renaissance of interest in the writings of past libertines begins, called Rensex, and a few pioneering professors working on changing the entire research paradigm (every porn trend eventually reaches academia) decide to rebrand the Faculty of Humanities with a new and more fitting name - "Sex Sciences" - and there begins a rush of students, and the crisis in the humanities is solved.

And once again being a writer is a sexy thing and a poet is a sex icon altogether and young men are again devoting themselves to creation in order to get a girl, and a great cultural flourishing begins, and girls chase after painters and philosophers, because it's known they're creative in bed, and female creators are also known for their insane libido, and every high-tech guy dreams of one such woman who will drive his nights wild and burn through his money. And it's already clear that genius and sexuality are synonymous, and intellectuals again (as always) complain that after the democratization of sex in regular porn we've suddenly returned to aristocratic desire, and this creates unrealistic expectations for ordinary people about sex and ruins their lives and instead of imagining a porn actress they imagine Sappho.

And only one Black Circle remains outside the celebration, because no one can imagine him in bed.