I saw vagina free camp with 80's style porn.
Gay male porn with synthesizer soundtrack then!
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I saw vagina free camp with 80's style porn.
Gay male porn with synthesizer soundtrack then!
Yeah, I don't need to leave home for that.
A no-tech week could be nice, but absolutely no to the cuddle puddles and hugs.
It's funny how much that sentence horrified me, too, but also how closely it resembles my friends' wedding weekend at a summer camp, which was awesome.
No tech; cuddle puddles; hugs; vegan and gluten-free camp food; '80s-style prom
Being of a certain generation I can deal with the cuddle puddles, hugs, vegan and gluten-free stuff. Have no clue on the '80s-style prom because I didn't do that. No tech! That I don't know about. I have had plenty of tech breaks when in remote locations with a comfy couch and a stack of books, but these days I honestly use my tech as a people break at times. Clearly that wouldn't do.
If you lived in NJ, 80s-style prom (in the actual 80s) meant a lot of perms, a lot of fake tans, a lot of Bon Jovi, and the keys to somebody's house down the shore for afterwards.
We could probably make a fortune if we opened some kind of resort that was all tech, with excellent food, puppies to cuddle, massages, and free fannish conversation.
Clearly that camp is being marketed to a Certain Kind of Parent. It kind of reminds me of a FoaF whose parents were capital-S Socialists and sent him to what was informally billed as a Socialist camp -- think non-Jewish kibbutz. According to him, there's a term for what he was, a Red Diaper Baby.
The camp is actually for grown-ups - attendees with ages mentioned were 26 and 45.
No tech; cuddle puddles; hugs; vegan and gluten-free camp food; '80s-style prom
I am going to be voluntarily sharing a tech-free cabin in the woods with a vegan in a couple of weeks, but anyone not married to or birthed by me tries to cuddle and I'll smack them with a kayak paddle.
Also from the article:
The rules of Camp Grounded were simple: no phones, computers, tablets or watches; work talk, discussion of people’s ages and use of real names were prohibited
So no tech allowed, but you still have to create a fake profile complete with pseud. Got it.
And they even have LOLcats:
Mr. Felix, whose camp name was Fidget Wigglesworth
So no tech allowed, but you still have to create a fake profile complete with pseud. Got it.
That was my take, too. Strange rule.
I am not horrified by that camp, actually, assuming I can opt out of the cuddle puddles. I don't want to go, particularly, and the way the writer talks about his life makes me hate him a little, but nothing unusual there.