After Toobin scandal, Buzzfeed tries to normalize workplace Zoom masturbation

The article, entitled "Jeffrey Toobin Can’t Be The Only Person Masturbating On Work Zoom Calls," asked Buzzfeed readers in the abstract: "How hasn’t this happened already?"

"[W]hat the ever living f— Buzzfeed," reporter Tim Pool commented, "you think its normal for people to masturbate during work calls?? is this what journalists do? is this normal for them??"

October 20, 2020

"I mean, who among us, you know?" the piece is prefaced. "Yesterday was a fun day on Media Twitter, routinely the worst of all Twitter subcultures. (Except, maybe, leg-washing Twitter, which I have decided we shall never speak of again after the end of this sentence.)"

On Monday, New Yorker contributor and CNN chief legal analyst Jeffrey Toobin was suspended by the New Yorker after he masturbated on a Zoom call that took place last week with his co-workers and WNYC staffers.

As reported by Vice, the virtual meeting was “an election simulation featuring many of the New Yorker’s biggest stars,” including Jane Mayer playing establishment Republicans; Evan Osnos as Democratic presidential nominee Joe Biden, Jelani Cobb playing establishment Democrats; Masha Gessen as President Donald Trump; Andrew Marantz playing the far-right, Sue Halpern playing left-wing Democrats; Dexter Filkins playing the military; and Toobin playing the courts. At one point, Toobin purportedly joined a secondary call and allegedly masturbated on camera. He left the Zoom and then later returned, apparently unaware that colleagues witnessed the self-pleasuring act.

"I made an embarrassingly stupid mistake, believing I was off-camera. I apologize to my wife, family, friends and co-workers...I believed I was not visible on Zoom. I thought no one on the Zoom call could see me. I thought I had muted the Zoom video." Toobin told Vice.

BuzzFeed news reporter and senior culture writer Scaachi Koul defended the American lawyer turned-"master debater."

"Most striking in all, though, is how bizarre it is that we haven’t read a thousand stories like this during the pandemic," Koul reasoned that pantsless and locked-in stay-at-home professionals are universally tempted to clean their pipes given the "seventh full month of quarantine" and "a hellscape of endless Zoom happy hours."

Listing "endless snacks without judgment, cigarette breaks at your leisure, Real Housewives on all goddamn day," Koul went on to rhetorically question: "Haven’t we all done something on a work call that, in normal circumstances, we’d never do during a meeting? Let he without sin cast the first stone; the benefit of working from home is in the comfort to do whatever you want."

"[B]ut it would be naive to think that most people aren’t engaged in some f—ery during a work Zoom," Koul ranted. "That’s the benefit of all this time working from home—the aberration in our routine allows for deviations in our day, which can include pleasure. You’re going to tell me you’ve never taken a quick three minutes midday to crank your hog? To mash your meat? To butter your own muffin? There’s so little joy left in our lives; are we not at least owed the time to toot our own horns?"

However, the author admitted: "I mean, maybe not during an active Zoom call where your video is still on. Time and place, I suppose."

"But as our home lives and our work lives have fused more and more, it was inevitable that the cracks in our professional demeanors would start to show," Koul interjected. "The slow ebb of our professionalism is becoming visible in a hundred little ways: Bringing our pets to work calls, showing up in loungewear and no makeup, chewing on stale bread mindlessly during quarterly reports. Do we work from home or do we live at the office?"

These innocent misgivings Koul attempted to synonymize with workplace sexual misconduct is what she called "inevitable that someone might slip, and let their colleagues witness them at their most primal: Hunched over their wiener, choking it frenetically, hoping their colleagues can’t see them at their most crude."

Turning towards the circumstances of the election simulation now akin to physical stimulation, Koul considered the roleplayed reactionary war games the newsworthy height of the tale, prompting if the tape will be released and drumming up a series of crude speculations.

"What erotica comes up for a law journalist by playing the SCOTUS? I’ve never once felt horny thinking about John Roberts. In fact, I worry that thinking about him too long may force my body to retract its more sensitive parts, sucking them up into my abdomen like a pink turtle hiding in its shell," Koul jested.

In the era of #MeToo, Koul argued that historically, when men are caught with their pants down, a woman is often involved and deprived of justice. "Instead, she’s foisted into a high-profile media cycle that destroys her life and reputation." But in this particular visual incident captured on computer screens by an entire newsroom, Koul was dismayed at the insipid company-wide email by The New Yorker's editor David Remnick composed without mention of "anyone's penis."

Her discourse on cancel culture attempted to dissuade social media's celebration of shameful fallouts. But this flaccid conclusion to Koul's testimony contradicted the premise of her argument. Should Toobin be exposed for borderline sexual harassment in the workplace or was this just an outward hiccup in the human psyche?

The solution that Koul proposed to sexual exhibition and perhaps voyeurism: "Every day that the news makes us moan in mirth instead of groan in despair is a gift. Take this gift while you can, buy a webcam cover, and learn to watch porn on your phone in private mode like all the teens are doing."

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