Colby Cosh on our vulgar, prurient interests

I have no idea how I managed to miss this Colby Cosh item from last month:

[W]hat's funny in 2004 is that if the Internet has taught us anything, it's that we are stultifyingly different from one another in our vulgar, prurient interests; while you sleep at night, or try to, your neighbour on one side is practicing animal-costume sex, on the other side someone's dreaming sweatily about being a tree frog devoured slowly by a mandrill, and across the way that nice Episcopalian pastor is ordering female-newscaster-humiliation porn from Japan. There is no longer any fantasy or practice so obscure that it doesn't have its own community and artistic genre (which is itself a "long tail" phenomenon). I suspect that the net, for better or worse, is the new background against which we see homosexual domesticity becoming an accepted aspiration, porn "stars" transforming into celebrated mainstream figures, and visible sex acts infiltrating art cinema. "As long as they don't frighten the horses" has gone from being a joke to the actual rule of 21st-century conduct — and wringing one's hands about it probably makes as much sense as resenting the tides of the sea.

For those who are not too jaded, several of those odd notions are hyperlinked in the original article. Colby, I salute you for going far beyond the call in finding ways to advertise without seeming to pander. Much.