Mrs. Pajiba-hyphenate doesn’t watch much television, aside from stuffy British dramas that would please the Downton Abbey loving old lady inside of you. One of the shows she does watch, however, is Game of Thrones, which is pretty much the opposite of the kind of show she would typically watch. But then again, she threatens to quit after every episode. She finds much of the series problematic, and part of that is because she is convinced that George R.R. Martin is a skeevy old dude who gets his jollies from the sexual kicks of his characters.
My wife has a problem separating George R.R. Martin from the characters, sometimes, and whenever a sex scene comes on, she can’t help but think about Martin writing that scene in his secluded room on his old-fashioned computer. It gives her the icks.
And if you want to know that she feels like, this picture taken of George R.R. Martin at Comic Con yesterday pretty much exemplifies it.
So, the next time Daenerys is engaged in intercourse on the show, you just remember this photo, and always remember that, no matter how attractive Khaleesi is, it’s Martin up inside that head of hers manipulation her actions with a wide grin on his face.