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Slag Wars – Rebecca More, Sophie Anderson
Rebecca More and Sophie Anderson hosting Slag Wars: The Next Destroyercourtesy of Men.com

Slag Wars is the future of queer reality TV

Sophie Anderson and Rebecca More – the nation’s beloved Cock Destroyers – discuss their chaotic and progressive talent series

I think it goes without saying that 2020 was a year. Jesy left Little Mix, Derek Acorah died, people kept trying to make Lauv happen, and on top of all of that, there was a pandemic. 

It seemed there was no way of saving 2020. I felt as if I were at the edge of a precipice, the rolling clouds beneath me, the air so brisk as to almost be menthol. A mixture of Raskolnikov's malaise and Regency-era levels of nonchalance were causing me to feel that I should just give up and allow the oncoming winter to destroy me, as if I were Rourke and it were Zilv. 

This was all, of course, before Slag Wars came into my life.

A Men.com original show, Slag Wars: The Next Destroyer is a carnivalesque reality show helmed by Rebecca More and Sophie Anderson, better known as the Cock Destroyers. If you don’t know who the Cock Destroyers are, then, in the words of the show’s narrator, Chase Icon, “you’ve either never been on the internet or you’re really, really straight”.

The concept is simple: in a house nestled in the rolling hills of little England, seven Slags (a mix of sex workers and OnlyFans stars) come together and eliminate each other one by one, until someone is eventually crowned the next Cock Destroyer. We see the Slags being put through their paces in a number of challenges – in one task, they unleash their kinky side with a fetish-themed photoshoot. Another task requires them to write, shoot and act in their own viral videos. In another, they must fully conceptualise and perform their own cabaret acts. Unlike shows like Drag Race or Top Model where final judgments tend to follow a multistep rubric, each challenge on Slag Wars is judged on precisely one factor: who best embodies the essence of being a Cock Destroyer.

But what does it mean to be a Cock Destroyer? 

“Mostly it’s being confident,” a ring-lit and recumbent Sophie tells me over Zoom “saying this is me and I’m not afraid, I’m not fearful of who I am.” Rebecca, who also joins me on the call from her Versailles-meets-Vegas style boudoir, agrees. “It’s being yourself without fear of outside judgement, just cracking on and owning yourself.”

“On the show, we became a family, we really got to know each other, there was no us and them” – Sophie Anderson

As a result, Slag Wars is a truly glorious celebration of the self with positivity and inclusivity as its central tenets. Where it took RuPaul’s Drag Race over a decade to announce its first transmasculine contestant (Gottmik, in the forthcoming US cycle) and has only recently started to acknowledge non-binary queens, in just its first series Slag Wars has trans and non-binary contestants and displays each of the Slags’ pronouns next to their names on-screen.

One of the most beloved Slags of the show, Tyreece, is Black and non-binary, and proudly wears both on their sleeve. It’s for people like Tyreece that Slag Wars was built. “Some people don’t understand why you have to call people they/them,” Rebecca says, “with a show like Slag Wars there’s a good chance people will get it, it’ll click.”

This is all within the learning nature of the show. Everything from kinks to consent is effortlessly touched upon throughout the show and not once is it forced or awkward, thus is the queer-friendly and utterly demystifying style of Slag Wars. Contestants share real-life experiences, like tough Christian upbringings, or Tyreece’s struggles with tokenism and fetishisation as a Black non-binary person. As Rebecca tells me: “as well as being entertained, highly entertained, we have a message with each and every one of our contestants.” 

Despite referring to the Slags as contestants and to the show as a competition, Slag Wars rarely claims any stakes. The show never takes itself seriously (its hilarious faux-gospel musical transitions are just one tenet) and there is a genuine sense that everyone is just having such fun. Early on, Nicky, a trans woman and the only American on the show, tries to play the bitch of the series and claims “I came here to win the crown and become the next Cock Destroyer, I’m not here for any other reason”. Slag Wars careers so far from what we have come to expect from reality competitions, that this moment of ferocity really jars with the whole vibe.

Even the Cock Destroyers themselves have a hard time following the alleged competition aspect of the show. In what might be my television moment of the year, Sophie, in a fit of rage, refuses to send anybody home and causes production to halt. Unable to storm off in her dominatrix high heels, she instead opts to fall to the gravel beneath her and crawl off set.

“Rebecca is the queen of walking in shoes,” Sophie giggles as she recounts the moment. She tells me her meltdown was caused by memories of being in school and being picked last for things; she simply could not now turn around and be the one to send one of the Slags home. “On the show, we became a family, we really got to know each other, there was no us and them.”

There’s such an interesting dichotomy at play with the Cock Destroyers. They are truly sweethearts, in cringespeak, they would be ‘too pure for this world’, yet they also regularly piss on people and call them cum sluts. Chatting to them as Rebecca and Sophie, sans the glossy cherry lips, latex, and leather, made me feel like Eve Harrington finally getting a chance to peer backstage and meet the great Margo Channing. 

So what is the future of Slag Wars? Rebecca says they’re still in talks for series two. “Trust me, we are very pushy women, we’re gonna get what we want,” she says assuredly. “We all have a little input for what we want to see. I would happily sit through thousands of auditions and find an excellent variety of slags!”

Ultimately, the hope is that Slag Wars makes a real difference. Behind the façade of camaraderie and competition, the show has a real, beating heart. And that heart is tucked away behind 2000cc’s of industry-grade silicone. There’s nothing to not love.

Watch all episodes of Men.com’s Slag Wars: The Next Destroyer here