ii Porn Isn't All I(s Cracked Up To Be Melissa Hiebert, The Manitoban (University of Manitoba) NIPEG (CUP) — When I heard the news that porn was available for the Nintendo to tell you the truth, I was less than shocked. I mean, we had all thought about it, and as only a matter of time before the faithful porn providers materialized our thoughts reality. those of you who aren’t yet familiar with Nintendo’s latest console, the Nintendo Wii is w system that features a wireless remote-like controller with wireless motion sensors. cally, the gaming hardware differs from previous models in virtue of its physical inter- ity. When you play TennisWii Sports, you actually have to get up and swing the remote. en you play Ze/dal_egend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess, you wield the controller as if it e a real sword. onsequently, I was interested in what kind of interactive porn they had come up with e Wii. With a phallic-shaped controller complete with vibrating “rumble” feature, the sibilities are vast indeed. owever, despite some of the hype Wii-porn has received, I was surprised by the lack pplied creativity into this new, unexplored frontier of the porn industry. This Wii-porn speak of is merely the ability to browse the Internet and point-and-click on porn sites h the Wii remote control! Talk about disappointment. Can you imagine the look of dis- on the poor sex-crazed, socially inept teenager, clutching his interactive remote control of them) in his sweaty hands, with his pulse racing in anticipation, when he suddenly lovers that Wii porn is just the same as any regular old Internet filth? Well, I can, and look is the look of tragedy. dare to dream! ough I’m not sure how far we are off from the reality of virtual sex-capades, I don’t our wait will be long. With every advance in technology, we invariably find a way to ert it towards our own sexy ends. Virtual porn just seems like the next logical step. For , Wii porn is only a shadow of what it could potentially be, and gamers still cannot play the end of Mario Bros. to see what happens after you save the princess, but dare to Brady Ehler, OP Opinions Editor I recently had a brush with socialism, and I am more disenchanted with the idea than ever. A few months ago, in November of last year, I caught wind of a cheap place to stay in New West. At the time I was (and still am) look- ing for a place. Word was that for around $300 per month, I could get a room in one of two huge heritage houses that were only two blocks from the college. Not only that, but they had a full industrial kitchen and a library. _ Furthermore; all utilities, gas, internet and cable were all included in the rent. It didn’t end there—also included in the rent was a virtually endless supply of free food. The catch was that the place was owned by a co-op, __ and there was quite a process involved in getting in. I had _ to write a hello letter, go to three dinners, answer ques- __ tions, and then wait for the members to have a meeting and decide whether or not to put me on the waiting list. If 1 was lucky enough to get a spot on the waiting list, then I Socialism, what a Utopian ideal! Imagine a world where everybody gets an equal say, where everyone gets fed, and where everyone drives a Ferrari (or at the very least their own Smart Car). From what blessed dreams did socialism spring forth? Is it not a vision of enlightened society? People often say, “Socialism works in theory, but it doesn’t work in reality.” And they’re right. Supporters of socialism are usually people with very little wealth/power. These are people who want more wealth and power, and claim that they are fine with everyone else sharing the same amount. Little do they know how seductive these things can be! Once one has the power to exercise their will, does one use it, or simply give it away? Once one has amassed capital enough to live comfortably, does that per- son give it way to the poor? Almost always, the answer is no! inionsubmit@hotmail.com would get a room when the next person moved out. I applied at the same time as another fellow, who was apparently a young, white male like me. I figured since I had two friends in the co-op before I went to the dinners, and got along great with everyone I met at the dinners (especially the other young people), that I had a really good chance of getting in, maybe even before the other fellow. After the last of my three dinners, I was told that the co-op would have a meeting in a couple weeks, and get back to me with the verdict. A little over a month later, they had their meeting, and to my chagrin, I did not make the list. The other fellow didn’t make it either. Apparently, the co-op had decided that they wanted to have older, more ethnic, non-males to join the household (even though out of 16 or so people, there were, in fact only 2 young males, white or otherwise). The older members, who consequent- ly turned out to be the only members with the power to vote on co-op politics, felt that they were being overrun hy Socialism Doesn't Work by young people, there were too many males...and there wasn’t much racial diversity there besides. To my knowledge the other fellow and I were the only applicants, but because we were young white males, we were discriminated against. .....BY FUCKING SOCIAL- ISTS! It sucked for me, because I am digging my own grave with student loan debt, and getting in at the co-op would have been extremely helpful for me economically; now and in the future. Now, I could understand if these people actually had paid the mortgage on the place, but the houses were bought in the 70’s by the SFU students that started the co-op. Yeah, that’s right: students, just like me. Basically, these people have a really sweet deal going on, as a result of other people’s experiment in socialism. Unfortunately, I cannot benefit from it like they have, because they want to make their living environment more comfortable for them by culling out the youth. What hap- pened to equal opportunity? The other fellow and I were the only ones who had even applied; we were not voted in, in favor of......nobody! We simply were not accepted, because of who we are. I think this is a good example of why socialism can never work; as in my situation, when people are unwilling to give back what they’ve been given, they consolidate power and use it selfishly. This, of course creates social inequality, and drives a spike through the heart of social- ism. Maybe I’m just sore that I didn’t get in, but I could have really benefited from getting a room at the co-op; I would have been closer to school, I could have had access to lots of healthy food, I could have saved a lot of money, and I could have finally escaped my seedy shoe-box apart- ment. It would have been nice.