Both
Stone's theories on erotic depictions of gender online, on the phone, in
the MPD mind(s), wherever ... and the current, dual furor over images of
men and women stylized in an attempt to duplicate our cultural persona
(see images, left and right) use devil's fodder to illustrate Almighty God's way
in a manner that could turn the earth into a ball of flames. Ultimately, Stone's subjects and the visual
'artists' who created the Vanity Fair cover and cartoon a Muslim
with his ladies-in-waiting are following a long tradition of
duplication and, in a phonically pleasing combination of sounds,
duplicitously. It's all a lie.
In case it's been forgotten, God created Adam out of a passionate desire to reproduce Himself. He wanted an ABSOLUTE reproduction of himself--not just a mere facsimile, like "I'm not a God, but I play one on TV." But rather, a guy he could look at and know that He was seeing Himself. That would be proof that He existed. Since it is well known that God was no atheist, the point is proven. So, in the Garden of Eden (also known as the Garden of Eating, after the infamous fruit debacle) he did just what he intended to do. He made Adam. Adam was not a little like God; he was not almost like god; he was not subordinate to God; Adam was as much like God as he could be, the only difference being that He didn't want him to receive the upper case pronoun capitalization throughout history. But that's small potatoes. As God did to Adam, he did to Jesus, though He, Jesus, managed to receive full pronoun capitalization rights. He's also God manifested in the flesh. All that is well and good if you're God, but not if you're Allucquere Rosanne Stone, Tom Ford, or the cartoon guy (it had to be a guy, right?).
Stone's book exemplifies how we, as sinners swimming through tidal waves of stinking filth second after moment after hour after day after week after month after year and so forth, desire God and not just to know God, but to be God; therefore, we duplicate ourselves in the secular world of technology where God and his son, Jesus Christ Superstar, cannot live. In her book and social experiments, Stone has ultimately given rise to the hellacious visions of duplication that we see before us on this page. She's making it seem okay to be something other than what God intended, which is clearly outlined in the Holy Bible. She is clearly the reason that embassies are being burnt to a crisp and women all over the world are wondering why naked starlets look corpse-like on the page. Both images portray a trinity with a male at the center and two identical females. In one, the man appears to be brandishing a weapon, perhaps to protect his charges or perhaps to scratch his scrotum -- who can say? In the other, a fully clothed Tom Ford - a nakedness connoisseur - appears to be nibbling on the ear of a naked starlet with one hand to the side and another perhaps scratching his crotch -- who can say? These images and Stone's profane experiments with online personas result from our blasphemous attempts to be God-like. We are duplicating ourselves to prove that we exist, when in fact, we'd be better off sacrificing goats. There's a lot to be said for the good, old days.
Let's end with a little Biblical lesson from Deuteronomy:
15 Take ye therefore good heed unto
yourselves; for ye saw no manner of similitude on the day that the LORD
spake unto you in Horeb out of the midst of the fire;
16 lest ye corrupt yourselves, and make you a graven image, Ex. 20.4 ·
Lev. 26.1 · Deut. 5.8 ; 27.15 the similitude of any figure, the likeness
of male or female,
17 the likeness of any beast that is on the earth, the likeness of any
winged fowl that flieth in the air,
18 the likeness of any thing that creepeth on the ground, the likeness
of any fish that is in the waters beneath the earth:
19 and lest thou lift up thine eyes unto heaven, and when thou seest the
sun, and the moon, and the stars, even all the host of heaven, shouldest
be driven to worship them, and serve them, which the LORD thy God hath
divided unto all nations under the whole heaven.
I'm just kidding.