"Fuckzilla", or, Why We Need More Women In STEM Fields (NSFW)

Ogata: If we do not defend ourselves from Fuckzilla now, what will become of us?

Dr. Serizawa: And what will become of us if a weapon, such as I now have, falls into the wrong hands?

Ogata: Then you have a responsibility no man has ever faced. You have your fear, which might become reality. And you have Fuckzilla, which IS reality.
— Godzilla, King of the Monsters! 1956
"Fuckzilla" drawing based on kink.com robot. 

"Fuckzilla" drawing based on kink.com robot. 


When it comes to technology, I am not a visionary, or even competent. I have not played a computer game since a sweaty, contraband session with Zelda aged 9. I was extremely vocal in my belief that interactive mapping on phones would never, ever catch on. I do not know how to turn on my television.

Take Fuckzilla. Fuckzilla is a creation of the kink.com porn empire and almost certainly did not involve female consultation at any point in the design process. Laura G. Duncan, Robot Sex Expert and candidate for best job title ever, described him in an interview with thoughtcatalog.com as “…like Johnny Five. It has appendages, and one arm is a penetrating dildo. The other is a chainsaw that’s had the chain removed, and it’s been replaced with these silicon moulded tongues that make a circular motion.”

Damn. And I always thought “Fuck me gently with a chainsaw” was a snide, passive-aggressive insult used in excellent 80s black comedies and not, you know, aspirational. Or instructive.

As anyone who has seen Blade Runner knows, the creation of robot sex slaves is fraught with ethical, emotional and physical risk. But at least in Blade Runner, there was some semblance of sexual equality for human consumers, in the form of the delectable Rutger Hauer. The yang to Daryl Hannah’s yin. The balance of nature and aesthetics was respected.

"All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in the rain."

"All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in the rain."

After witnessing the abomination that is Fuckzilla, I am left with serious concerns for our future. Without more women representative in STEM fields, men will be abandoning us for living dolls in droves and we will have only erotically charged Wall-Es armed with dildo-bazookas to comfort us. That is, IF he is programmed to dispense hugs in between pelting us with phallic objects.

In all seriousness, though, the lack of gender-balanced scientific inquiry concerns me. I stumbled upon this disturbing sex aide in the depravity-wormhole that is online research:


So many questions. Is she compressed for speedier foreplay? Are all body parts that do not serve a sexual function extraneous? Is the trend for minimising things like computers and phones extending to sex dolls, now, too? Is she simply more portable, this way? Less likely to arouse suspicion in a duffle than a body bag?

And why, oh why, does her face look like the ultrasound of a foetus?

Gendered decision making in technology could pose serious dangers for women. That may seem hyperbolic, but the porn industry is well known to be at the forefront of technological innovation and has a cultural reach and acceptance like never before. As virtual reality and reality become increasingly interlinked, it is vital that we divest ourselves of sexist behaviours before we let them inform our new normal.

If current female representation trends continue, how can we insist on equality in a world that is developing independent of our input? If you are interested in the whys and wherefores, read this extremely depressing article by Eileen Pollack in the New York Times… It will leave you feeling like this.