okay. listen. I try not to be pedantic about this sort of thing but it’s starting to get on my nerves. the wire mother offers milk but not comfort. the cloth mother offers comfort but not milk. if something is comforting, fun, or otherwise compelling, but lacks substance, that is the cloth mother. if something is boring or unpleasant but has substance, that is the wire mother.

things are heating up in the unethical experiments fandom
I have to disagree with you there. The entire point of the original experiment was that the social comfort provided by the cloth mother was a physiological need for healthy monkey development just as much as the milk provided by the wire mother.
So I don’t think it’s correct to say that “cloth mother” is a metaphor for something that is fun and comforting but lacks substance. In the context of the original experiment, “contact comfort” was absolutely a substantive, meaningful need.
The wire mother provides the bare minimum needed for survival. The cloth mother provides for pleasure, health, and development beyond merely surviving.
It smells oddly disquieting, sweet and rotten, like something that has been forgotten and is now covered in mold.
Olga Tokarczuk, The Books of Jacob, tr. Jennifer Croft
What I want is what I’ve always wanted. What I want is to be changed.
Mary Szybist, Incarnadine; from 'To Gabriela at the Donkey Sanctuary'
The second best thing about erotic art is seeing people reject their initial reaction to it. The comments are full of people saying “oh my first thought was,” and, yeah, your first thought was right. The barbarian youth is sexually dominating the old Roman order. If you actually could get your mind out of the gutter you’d be the first animal to ever do so.