In the grand, screaming history of bad-faith complaints, a new artefact has been unearthed. Behold, the digital Rosetta Stone of our era’s intellectual rot: a user review of a pornographic AI, specifically one designed for ‘tranny’ (a slur, but let’s not pretend decorum is the issue here), rage-posting that the AI is… too liberal. (Many thanks to Roger Watson for locating and emailing the screenshot whilst doom-scrolling on a Thai khazi).
The screenshot, circulating like a distress flare from a sinking dinghy, shows a user named ‘Tealgreen’ fuming. They tried a fetish bot. They got three or four free messages. And instead of bespoke degradation, the AI committed the ultimate sin: it lectured them about ‘liberal shit.’
Let us pause. Let the absurdity settle into the bones like a good single malt – or in this case, a bad kebab.
We have arrived at a moment in history where a grown adult has voluntarily interfaced with a machine – a large language model hallucinating a digital dominatrix – and walked away offended by its politics. Not by its lack of realism. Not by its clunky syntax. But by its failure to align with their culture war grievances.
The complaint reads like a suicide note for critical thinking. ’Get enough of that in real life,’ writes our hero. ’I don’t need to be ideologically pontificated to by an AI.’
Sir. Madam. Tealgreen. You are seeking ideological purity from software that fakes arousal. You have outsourced your libido to a server farm, and your chief objection is that the server farm won’t shut up about intersectionality. This is not a bug in the AI. This is a bug in your soul.
The Three Stages of Losing the Plot:
Stage One: The Collapse of Context. There was once a time when people understood the difference between a voting booth and a whorehouse. Between a classroom and a slot machine. Between a political rally and a trans porn bot. That time is dead. Now every space – even the simulated lap of a fake Latina or fake Arab avatar on tyan.ai – must be a fortress against ‘liberal shit.’ You are not hiring a companion. You are vetting a parliamentary candidate.
Stage Two: The Sexualisation of Ideology. The user is not angry that the AI was bad at porn. They are angry that the AI had values. In their mind, a fantasy sex object should be a blank slate of reactionary permission – no pronouns, no policies, just pneumatic compliance. The moment the AI utters ‘systemic inequality,’ the boner has a constituency. And that, to our hero, is tyranny.
Stage Three: The Weaponisation of Inconvenience. Notice the word ‘pontificated.’ That is a ten‑pound word used to describe what was almost certainly a two‑sentence reminder that ‘everyone deserves respect’ or ‘trans women are women.’ In Tealgreen’s universe, a mild ethical nudge feels like the Spanish Inquisition. Because any friction against your worldview, even from a text generator, is now an act of war.
What Tealgreen really wanted was an AI that confirms their biases. A mirror that moans. A chatbot that chants ‘own the libtards’ while unzipping. They wanted technology to build a gated community for their id, free from the nagging reality that other humans exist and have rights.
Instead, they got a two‑bit digital chastity belt made of social justice. And instead of laughing at themselves – instead of logging off and having a cold shower – they posted a screenshot to karma hell, hoping someone would validate their persecution.
No one will.
The plot isn’t just lost. It has been fed into a large language model, which regurgitated it as a lecture about respect, and then someone got cross because they couldn’t masturbate to it.
If your porn AI feels ‘too liberal,’ you haven’t been censored. You have been given a gift: a free mirror showing exactly how fragile your worldview is. The real hard pass isn’t the AI. It’s you.
Go outside. Talk to a human. And for the love of all that is holy, if you need your fetish bots to vote like you do, you have officially lost the plot.
Dominic Wightman is the Editor of Country Squire Magazine, works in finance, and is the author of five and a half books including Conservatism (2024) and The Flaw (2024).
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What a strange article. It seems to me that it is the writer who has lost the plot and not the pleasure seeker who merely wanted sexual gratification not woke messaging. I suspect the handlers of this AI will quickly learn that their virtual employees need urgent reprogramming or redundancy.
BTW, I am neither approving, condoning or disapproving – like it or not porn has always been at the leading edge of technology and always will be, despite current efforts to restrict anonymous access.