More Baloney Bashing 
This is a topic that's been amusing me for nearly a decade. If you're a fan of the various tickling community boards like this one, you've likely come across the occasional anti-NEST faction that feels NEST is full of wannabees that don't 'keep tickling REAL'. And you may wonder what real tickling is. I wondered myself, since I've attend nearly every NEST since 1999 and I've had the holy jumpin' Jebus tickled out of me every damn year without fail, yet malcontents accuse the event of nothing but FAIL. So I investigated as to what makes the naysayers actually yaysay (it's a word. Shut up.)
Apparently keeping it real means you have to be uncomfortable. Elaborate 'unique' bondage and positions tight enough to give your pancreas stretchmarks and cause your future children to have oblong heads. If you can't handle your toes being up inside your nostrils for a few hours then you're not 'real', and you should go to NEST with the rest of the lame people who enjoy walking upright after a session, you wuss. Oh, and you need to really, really love roleplay. I mean to the point of spending a lot of time and money on putting everything together and taking everyone into "another reality". Because we all know that real tickling has to involve music and drapes and eyepatches and bad accents and a Hitler mustache. Or it's fake and you're a poseur. Alrighty then. Now don't get me wrong, I **love** a good roleplay session; a few of you reading this know my Dominant, you'll have no trouble picturing me as a naughty Lois Lane or a cheerleader who just won't give up her team's new plays without...persuasion...
BUT, not needing all of that to have a good time doesn't mean you're not 'real' in my opinion. Nor does it mean you're boring and lack imagination. No, all it means is that you want a good thorough tickling, not bad dinner theater that wouldn't even sell in Rancho Cucamonga. And there's no shame in that. And the cliques (yeah I said it) who portray themselves as 'real' and avoid gatherings like NEST because they can't bring themselves to rub elbows with the muggles-meaning those of us who care more about meeting people and enjoying the actual tickling than wearing fake noses and sounding like Borat all night-are welcome to love what they love and keep being 'real'. I only ask that they keep in mind, griping yet again about how they can't get more people into their way of thinking (funny that), that being 'real' means being earnest. Having a true passion for what you love. And there's more than one way to do that.
This is a topic that's been amusing me for nearly a decade. If you're a fan of the various tickling community boards like this one, you've likely come across the occasional anti-NEST faction that feels NEST is full of wannabees that don't 'keep tickling REAL'. And you may wonder what real tickling is. I wondered myself, since I've attend nearly every NEST since 1999 and I've had the holy jumpin' Jebus tickled out of me every damn year without fail, yet malcontents accuse the event of nothing but FAIL. So I investigated as to what makes the naysayers actually yaysay (it's a word. Shut up.)
Apparently keeping it real means you have to be uncomfortable. Elaborate 'unique' bondage and positions tight enough to give your pancreas stretchmarks and cause your future children to have oblong heads. If you can't handle your toes being up inside your nostrils for a few hours then you're not 'real', and you should go to NEST with the rest of the lame people who enjoy walking upright after a session, you wuss. Oh, and you need to really, really love roleplay. I mean to the point of spending a lot of time and money on putting everything together and taking everyone into "another reality". Because we all know that real tickling has to involve music and drapes and eyepatches and bad accents and a Hitler mustache. Or it's fake and you're a poseur. Alrighty then. Now don't get me wrong, I **love** a good roleplay session; a few of you reading this know my Dominant, you'll have no trouble picturing me as a naughty Lois Lane or a cheerleader who just won't give up her team's new plays without...persuasion...
BUT, not needing all of that to have a good time doesn't mean you're not 'real' in my opinion. Nor does it mean you're boring and lack imagination. No, all it means is that you want a good thorough tickling, not bad dinner theater that wouldn't even sell in Rancho Cucamonga. And there's no shame in that. And the cliques (yeah I said it) who portray themselves as 'real' and avoid gatherings like NEST because they can't bring themselves to rub elbows with the muggles-meaning those of us who care more about meeting people and enjoying the actual tickling than wearing fake noses and sounding like Borat all night-are welcome to love what they love and keep being 'real'. I only ask that they keep in mind, griping yet again about how they can't get more people into their way of thinking (funny that), that being 'real' means being earnest. Having a true passion for what you love. And there's more than one way to do that.
