The Camgirl Museum
The Camgirl Museum
In case you haven’t guessed, this is a post about the Camgirl Museum!
Two weeks ago, I watched the TV shows “The Home Edit” and “Tidying Up with Marie Kondo”, and afterward, I spent a week downsizing all the general “stuff” in my home.
One of the things I wanted to conquer, was my filing cabinet; a big, rusty green thing that I inherited from my grampa in 2000, that Blake and I had been shoving things into ever since, never having cleaned it out even once. To do so, I bought a brand new, shiny label maker.
After pulling two garbage bags worth of unnecessary papers out of it and labelling all the new files accordingly, I spied the familiar brown-flowered box that my mom painted sitting beside it, that contains as much of the history of early cam culture as I could print out from the internet between 2003-2004. I thought maybe if I went through it more thoroughly and organized it better with smaller, more niche folders, and of course, new labels 😁, that I would be one step closer to writing the book on the subject that I’ve been trying, and failing to write since the box’s inception.
As I went through the folders and separated rusty staples, reading a few things here and there, I decided that yes, Marie Kondo, the contents of this box spark great joy. My friends are all in this box, it’s a time capsule. And honestly, I think now may be the time to open it because I’m finally in a place in my life where I can dedicate a bit of time to doing it and do it right.
I don’t want to write a book. That’s the meat of the issue, I think. I don’t even read books, why am I killing myself trying to write one? When’s the last time you read an actual book with words on a page? People listen to books and podcasts now, and I think half the readers of the world are satisfied with reading shit for free on the internet, just as I’m apparently happy to write it. I’m still a writer, I’ll always be a writer, but I think I’m a writer on the internet. If I can’t compose it on the internet, in a platform’s app or editor, I just can’t do it. If I can’t have a potential instant audience with the click of a button when I’m done, I don’t want to do it! I think it’s that simple, and I think it’s totally okay. I don’t feel books are any more legitimate or prestigious than the internet anymore in 2023, there are way too many shitty people writing shitty books for me to believe that! I’ll cast my lot with the fuckups and misfits of the internet 365 days a year and I don’t want to hear from even one more single person how I’m “wasting” my gift by doing so! If this content is meant to be in a paper book, it can be published that way AFTER it’s been posted on the internet. The internet has been (mostly) good to me, and the internet is where I feel comfortable writing, so that’s how it’s gonna be. Capeesh? History should be free, and the history of the internet should be on the internet anyway, don’t you think?
Plus, in all of this, I am certainly not the authority on the history of the internet or cam culture, so I would hope if I’m wrong, or my memory is incorrect, someone would speak up and not let me look foolish. I have a lot of confidence on this subject because I’m passionate about it and I was “there”, but the internet is a vast, multicultural, living thing, and it would be impossible for me to be everywhere, so I can only speak about what I know or have forensic evidence for. I won’t get it all right, I know this, you should understand this too, but from what I can tell, no one else is stepping up to do it, and our history was disappearing from archive.org daily, as they cleansed all naked sites from their databases to better jive with this new internet we seem to be on. Y’know, the one where everyone’s nipples are bound by terms of service. 🤷🏼♀️🎯🎯 My own site, SunnyCrittenden.com, stopped being indexed on archive.org sometime around 2004, and now, archive.org has been seized by the feds and shut down because they tried to create a free internet library, so everyone’s history is now gone. They burned down our Alexandria. 😢 That makes it even more important for me to tell our story.
So my plan is to start going through my brown box of printed cam shrapnel and writing about it here, on my site, because I know this one will exist at least until I die and I can preserve our history that way myself, plus camming is just part of me and my daily life still.
I’m going to diligently categorize these cam culture posts as “Camgirl Museum”, so they’re easy to find later, and I’ll be cross-posting the good ones on the CamgirlMuseum.org website or blog, I haven’t decided yet. I’m not sure how to structure that site and I’m not ready to build the 3D version yet, so that’s gonna take a whole lot more thought. I only have time to really work on two sites and I have my hands full with this site and SunnylandStudio.ca, so we’ll see how it goes. Still looking for OG camgirl volunteers to help me with the Camgirl Museum tho! WordPress and research skills a must! Crypto/web3/metaverse building experience also needed! Let’s fucking go!
So that’s my plan. Someone-who-shall-remain-nameless from Portal 9 wants to start up a podcast about all this with me, so I’m gonna contact them and see if they’re still interested. The big barrier to doing that during COVID, when we had the idea, was coming up with a name, so as soon as we jump that hurdle, it should all be easy! Right? Famous last words.
Welcome back to the internet! We missed you! 🤓
