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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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Monday, June 29, 2009
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Friday, June 26, 2009
Making Good On A Bet
Upon her knees before her lover
the Poet’s paramour
found herself one evening
ready to make good
upon the recent bet she’d lost
as his throbbing pinga
slipped between the soft curves
of her lips so very sweet
the sounds of her secret lovers
sighs, moans and cries
flowed into her ears like music
as Linda teased his shaft
eagerly with the tip of her tongue
until at last his hands
cupped the sides of Linda’s head
her secret lovers hips
began to rock back and forth
as the Poet thrust
his rock hard and pulsing shaft
in and out ever faster
of the O that twas Linda’s mouth
until at last he groaned
threw back his head and shouted
out loud in absolute victory
then panted like a dog in heat
while his secret lover
swallowed his cum so very sweet
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Dorismar desnuda en Playboy
¡Ja,ja,ja Siiiiii! ¡Por fin, para todos los camaradas tiraneteros, les traemos las imagenes de las muy deseada zorrita argentina Dorismar,totalmente …desnudaaa!!! como ustedes la querian ver. Nomas no se enojen conmigo si de tanto jalarsela se les cae. Estan bajo advertencia. Pero, con esta solemne edicion de Playboy, es un riesgo que cualquiera estaria dispuesto a correr… la neta!!!
Utah Transit Authority Cracks Down on Net Gambling, Porn
The Utah Transit Authority (UTA) is cracking down on passengers’ internet usage, says a story which appeared on Fox 13 in Salt Lake City Now.
Utah Transit Authority
Viewing porn or gambling online will attract a USD 300 fine.
Fox 13’s Arikka Von broke the story, which appeared last week. When asked why the UTA management implemented the new rules, Von explained, “UTA says it’s not because they had complaints. The old ordinances are just that: old, at least 10 years old, so they have some new policies which include some of the new services like free WiFi.” On a national scale, online poker players have faced the same difficulties interpreting age-old laws like the Wire Act, which was enacted in 1961, nearly 50 years ago. The Wire Act, although passed before the arrival of the internet, has been largely extended by the US Department of Justice to include internet gambling.
“A train ticket gets you free internet once you agree to the Terms of Service. That means no online gambling or porn. The UTA now has a new ordinance that fines passengers for illegal internet use on the train. The first violation will attract a fine of USD 300. Do it again and it could cost you USD 500.” The UTA is one of the growing number of transit systems to include internet onboard. American Airlines recently debuted Gogo Inflight Internet on cross-country trips. The service is available for a fee.
Enforcement of the UTA’s ban on internet gambling and pornography is done by the organization’s police force. Fox 13 noted, “These are real police officers,” and explained, “An officer will always try to educate first. Riders say they’ve never seen anyone watching porn on the train.” UTA has enacted a full appeals process if riders feel they were targeted unfairly. A representative of the transit system admitted that identifying what is acceptable and what is not can be a complicated process. “The definition can be very difficult to pin down for everyone.”
Interactive Media Entertainment and Gaming Association (iMEGA) Executive Director Joe Brennan said, “I’m surprised that they’re going to
IMEGA
waste time enforcing internet gambling. I’m also disturbed with the constant association with pornography. Our opponents try to constantly link gambling and porn. All you have to do is look at the acceptance of all things gambling. There is no comparison between the two activities.” The term “internet gambling” is mentioned in the Fox 13 story just once, while references to pornography pervade the rest of the two and a half minute piece.
Regarding enforcement of UTA’s guidelines through law enforcement personnel on trains, Brennan commented, “They’ll have police looking over the shoulders of riders. This announcement is someone grandstanding politically. The claim on internet gambling is dubious. The claim on pornography is also misguided.” Brennan added that viewing pornography is typically done in private, not in the middle of a commuter train in a major metropolitan area.
According to text found on UTA’s website, the internet service provided by the transit system filters content automatically. “UTA’s service providers use content-filtering software that restrict access to offensive sites; however, no content-filtering software is totally effective. Please use the same precautions you would use accessing any public wireless network.” The service is available for riders aged 18 and over.
iMEGA is fresh off filing a lawsuit against the Minnesota Department of Public Safety (DPS), which attempted to force the censorship of 200 internet gambling domains by its residents. The DPS served notice to 11 of the world’s largest internet service providers (ISPs) calling for blockage. However, after iMEGA’s suit, it rescinded its notice.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Entry #34 - Homewreckers
Ladies and Gentlemen, an invasion is upon us! In the 21st century a new evil has befallen planet earth. The shape-shifting creatures of the damned lurk into your very households whilst you watch the news, sip your tea, and pick your nose. These venemous scum leach unto the married couples of our time and cause havoc and destruction in a systemmatic manner. They are more commonly known as… Homewreckers
So how do you know if you’ve been stung by a homewrecker? When she notices a hotel receipt in his jacket and she hasn’t been to one with him…ever. When he stumbles across his wife’s missing earring by the couch in his best friend’s apartment. When she looks through his mobile phone and she reads the text/SMS, ‘I can’t wait to see you again.Same time tomorrow?’
Maybe that’s all a bit too obvious. What about bad drinking habits, gambling, drug addiction, Job loss, Ponzi schemes and hard earned stocks & investments taking a nose dive? What about family ties? Blood is thicker than water, right? What if your mother-in-law (who’s a pain-in-the-neck) comes to live with you? ‘NO WAY!’ I hear you say? What if your partner doesn’t want you to put her in an old people’s home? What then?
But I guess the most deceptive and destructive of all the Homewreckers is the Internet…and the blogworld plays a massive part alongside Facebook, Ebay and Free Porn. Guys who spend more time clicking the mouse than kissing the spouse soon become victims of a home about to be bulldozed, metaphorically speaking.
CrazyNigerian’s Final Thought: Fellow bloggers, if you have a partner then spend less time blogging. And if you don’t have a partner…spend less time blogging
Sunday, June 21, 2009
28 de noduri
zac pe podea legată strâns la gât cu moneda cu 28 de noduri ziua ta de naștere
simi spun că nu vreau să mai văd moneda înfiptă în gât fără ca sângele să curgă din mine pe podeaua unde zac
și eu nu pot opri lacrimile ce nu curg din ochii mei sau ai tăi
trupuri încovoiate de lacrimi plânse neplânse
nu știu unde e acasă
nu vreau să știu decât că cele 28 de noduri legate de monedă nu vor fi desfăcute vreodată
și părul meu lung tăiat deasupra chiuvetei în aceeași dimineață
din cauza lui credeam că…
și cutia de pastile înghițite cu apă multă apă
credeam încă…
la înmormântare vreau cale și acordeoniști
la înmormântare vreau….să nu fiu găsită
© Copyright Adam Petre
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Safety First!
Reuters AP: June 16th, 2009.
The economy is hurting every industry. From soda sales to stuffed animals. Even our national past time is taking a serious hit. Condom sales have steadily declined over the past few months. Oh what to do!? I recently sat down with the representatives from some of the major condom suppliers in the country and was shocked to find that even these guys were worried about the future of the industry. Lifestyle Larry, Donny Durex and of course Trojan Man met me at a Starbucks on Sunset Blvd. here in Los Angeles. They’ve asked me to keep their identities a secret but here is a picture of what they might look like. Donny is on the left.
“To be quite honest I haven’t burst into many hotel rooms lately. What with the economy, hotels are increasingly less full.” said Trojan Man.
“It comes down to the fact that people are drinking near enough. They are spending their money on more important things like bills and rent. Alcohol was our best enabler. Condom sales are fueled by the liquor industry.” imparted Donny Durex.
It’s really unfortunate to see such iconic figures in such dire straights. However because condoms are so damn expensive girls have become more and more accepting of “unsafe” sex.
“It’s not so much as unsafe, it’s just plain dangerous!” exclaimed Lifestyle Larry. That’s when the interview took a funny turn. One of the patrons at the coffee shop had been eavesdropping the entire time. He chimed in, “listen fellas, the reason why condom sales are plummeting is because they are way too expensive, and for the most part are boring. The sex itself is not that great when you wear them!”
It is still up in the air as to who wins in this argument. All we know for sure is that even condoms are not recession proof.
Hump Day just got THREE times hotter! New erotic story: Any Vixen Sunday
Hi everybody, welcome back, or thanks for checking out my blog!
Today’s special erotic story, Any Vixen Sunday: Morgan’s First Taste, has been posted by writer Celis T. Rono, who has graciously offered to do a showcase on her blog premiering up-and-coming erotica writers, and is including my story today. Thanks Celis, you’re one of a kind!
Link to Celis’s blog
Read Any Vixen Sunday: Morgan’s First Taste here.
Let me know how you like it
Pleasurable readings everyone, see you Friday for the newest Top Ten.
Lexi
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Dorismar, gloriosa en H para hombres (parte II)
Para que se aceiten las pupila, aqui les traemos las fotos del mejor trasero del momento ¡nuestra querida Dorismar! que en la vida real lleva el muy extraño nombre de Dora Noemí Kerchen (???) nacida alla en el lejano 75′ ( es decir, llena 34 años de tirar belleza por el mundo) y, para desgracia de todos…. esta casada…. con un maldito hijo de puta llamado Alejandro (Alex) Schiff, que se ha dedicado a sacar lana padroteando manejando a su suculenta esposa con el mas absoluto descaro, el muy cabron. Bueno, yo si fuera el ni saldria a a la calle con ella del brazo, pues no faltaria quien me diera un balazo para despues violarla a ella. La neta, la neta… es lo que yo haria ¿y ustedes?
Monday, June 15, 2009
My current core Routine
Right now im in the middle of trying to get the six pack, i currently got a two pack but i think thats how they apear. If i suck my gut in and tense you can see two long thick bars of muscle, but none of the definition of six blocks of muscle.
So still working on the six pack, i dont follow a strict routine. I try to mix up every day with somthing new for the core area, Below are some examples of what i do for my core.
Exersise During Breaks and TV Adverts
Plank while the adverts are on, When im watching a show during the adverts i will hold myself in the plank position. This is a real test of endurance as it becomes difficult to hold after 1 minute . After a minute the whole core really tightens and begins to clench and qwiver. I think this twitching and qwivering while holding this position is how come this is so effective. The twitiching really works the core deep and does a good job getting all the muscle fibers working. this position soon highlights the weakspots as well, before when i was holding the plank the top of my shoulders would be the first to fail but now it seems its more of a whole core and sides that make me want to give up .
Doing exersise during the adverts is a tool that i always use, i dont exersise during the adverts of every show. But i do this technique daily. Try pushing out as many situps or pushups during the adverts of an hours worth of TV.
It really gets you moving and away from all those pointless adverts, which i hate. Watching TV you are being a couch potato, if you do the adverts of intensive exersise then you are getting up to 4 intervals perhour of high intesity . Or if you dont want to do too much , during the adverts shadow box the charectors on the adverts… lol or do some stretching. Loosen your body up a little and get some flexibility and get your self relaxed and ready for the next part of the show.
With allot of time being spent watching tv you can also spend allot of time doing bodyweight conditioning. Regular testing of your muscles over the day will bring out good results. after just two or three days of doing this its now a fun part of watching tv, and i can almost do 30 pressups during the breaks.
You should really stretch and move around during these breaks too, just sitting is a low energy form of using your body. Your body needs to be activated regular and joints used in their full range of motion.
Abs to music. Core workout movements in time with music
One of my other methods of getting the Six pack and i think this is a killer, is doing ab exersise while listning to music. If you put on some tunes and then lay on your back and then do crunches and situps while dancing (hard to explain but you will feelit if you do it) Dont just do sit ups going up and down up and down. But mix them up allot and throw in some arm movements and a few little dance moves and drop some elbows when you get to the upright position. This way you are having fun its about your body and enjoying the music , but your also giving yourself a few minutes of an awsome core routine.
I cheat a little but having my feet pinned down during my core moves but this just gives me some stability so i can really focus on all the areas of the core. I think that having my feet pinned down and doing allot of different motions has really boosted the results i will post pictures after 30 days to see if there is any difference.
Using a mirror during core exersise.
Another good tip is to check your abs and core in a mirror, or even do some tensing exersises in front of the mirror. using a mirror you can really suckin your abs and tense them and move around and tense your abs while seeing where they are developing.
Try doing the stomach vacume while looking in front of the mirror. The stomach vacume exersise is where you pull in your gut as much as possible. Like at school when you used to show of your ribs! Pull in your stomach and gut as far as you can and hold this. or do lots of reps of pulling it in then relaxing maybe 10-20 reps. This method may make you feel like being sick. Or try and get your stomach muscles to roll in a wave effect . You just want to use the mirror to work your controll of your muscles and learn how to use them and flex them properly.
The Wheel , wheel rollouts and ab wheels
An advanced tool is an ab wheel , this little tool is another body killer. It will test your arms , back, legs, core, your neck! your grip everything. This is another simple tool that costs about $5 that will use your body against its self. There is many ways you can use this little tool , simply rolling forward and back will pull every fiber in your body. Your whole muscle and skellington will be crunching at the same time. Its hard enough to get 20 reps on the knees then you can step it up again by doing it from standing. It will take time to master this but dude, this is a action that only a few can perform and it will really give you some edge over the comptiton when it comes to overall body strenght compisition.
Drink water
Just drink lots of water as well , to get your abs or any exersise done you gotta drink enough water. I will fill up a 2liter bottle first thing and its usally drank by the evening. Ive read allot of articles that promote that drinking water is one of the foundations of health and weight loss. Thirst and hunger give the same body symptoms, if you feel hungry or a bit peckish like you want to grab some food, it is possibly that you are just in need of some water. They got the same symptoms and feelings so drink a glass of water it will usally do the trick and satisfy that need.
Take a multivitimatin
You wanna be taking a multivitamin just as a precaution to make sure your mineral needs are hit. I have a very good diet already but ive really felt a positive difference since ive been taking a quality sports multivitamine. They are tailored to sports as being a man i am a natural athlete, the multivitamines i take have a complex of aminos as well like larginine which really gets a good booste of feeling good and working out hard.
Food
Eat real food, dont eat processed shit, or junk food. If you need to make it with real ingredients then its better for you.
Cold showers
Ive written a few posts on these cold showers and i think they really do help, to tone and condition the body.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Gritty Request
Some brand new pics, a request was made for the meatpuppet to pose in a different location, a “gritty” environment. The pics reflect that nicely…
Also, one more note on requests; yes, an email addy is provided, but a good deal of the requests being received would take weeks to arrange (and recover from); this blog would be updated far more frequently with simpler requests; basic outfits, locations, perhaps some choice phrases to be written on the puppet, things of that nature. Start your imagination with things he can do on his own, versus overly complex scenarios. The simpler requests, such as this one, can be produced on a much faster basis.
And remember… this is all about degrading, humiliating… the kind of pics any rational human being should be ashamed to have posted publically. And for those of you who might know the puppet a little better… feel free to use anything you know about him in those requests… you guys know what I mean.
So, without any more babbling, here’s the newest batch of pics…
Talking to sex pozzies
I’m found that some radical feminist positions are really obvious if you think about them, but few women ever get exposed to them. I was fully in the liberal, sex-poz camp before a game of link leapfrog introduced me to radfem writings online. I think a lot of liberal feminists could be converted to radical ideas if they were exposed to them.
I’m now working on converting some of my friends. “Susie,” a friend since childhood, is engaged to a man and very much a liberal/sex-poz feminist. She’s also always had an aversion to pornography that she couldn’t pin down.
This is a conversation we had online today.
Susie: hey, help me out. i’m talking to my fiancé about porn and i can’t articulate my issues.
Me: well it’s very male centric, and almost all the acts in it are solely for male pleasure
Susie: my fiancé says, “I would say women are probably less exploited in the field of high-production value pornography than they are in most others. Most fields of employment discriminate against women, but porn discriminates for them. Female porno actors make many times more money than their male counterparts.”
I told him, “yeah but i can’t see how it wouldn’t fuck with your head or why you’d get into it as a woman if you weren’t fucked up. i know that there are some who do and are just fine, but i think the chances are extremely high that any particular woman in a porno has serious issues”
the fiancé says, “Which part is the fucked up part, the part where you think sex is fun, the part where you make tons of money, or the part where you get to be a star?”
I said, “the part where you think your body is the only thing you’ve got going for you”
The fiancé says, “Who said they do? You’re projecting an awful lot. Does a basketball player think the same way? Or a construction worker? You can undertake a physical profession without thinking of yourself as less than human.”
Me: but money is a form of coercion
in psychology ethics, you’re not allowed to pay someone enough to make them do something they wouldn’t want to do otherwise
and what makes him think it’s fun for the women? i never see/hear them make any actual enjoyment noises, just really really fake ones
having a dick shoved up your ass and then having to suck on it is degrading!
they don’t even do that in gay porn (i’ve actually researched this), but it’s really common in straight porn
Susie: huh, interesting
Me: it’s like suicide food, have you heard of that?
Susie: no
Me: like the BBQ franchises with a smiling pig mascot, like, “Oh boy, i can’t wait to be eaten!”
so they make this whole thing in porn of women smiling as they’re choking on a huge cock
or making all these really fake enjoyment noises
to lessen men’s guilt about them being exploited, but that doesn’t mean they enjoy it 1
also women in porn don’t seem to get hardly any foreplay, which is necessary for sex to be unpainful
the fact that we can pay people to pretend to enjoy something means nothing
and honestly, i think porn/prostitution only seems “empowering” to women who’ve had a lot of unwanted sex in the past and feel like at least if they’re getting paid they get something
and not necessarily unwanted sex as in rape, but as in feeling obligated or pressured or like they can’t say no
Susie: you make very good points
i can’t google it from work, but i know there have been studies done about the percentage of women in the sex entertainment industry who have been sexually abused, and it’s high.
Me: yep. 60-80% according to various studies 2
oh, that’s just childhood sexual abuse, so probably more who have been raped as adults
and lots more who have been pressured or coerced into unwanted sex, which is practically all women
Susie: yeah, it’s obscene. i don’t see how that could be arousing
“gosh, i hope this hot chick is one of the 20% who are okay!”
Me: watching women reenact their own childhood rapes isn’t arousing to you?
Susie: wow, goddamn, well said
I think a lot more women would be open to radical feminist ideas if we gave them a little more credit and kind of “eased” them into it. And I think a big part of Women’s Liberation is reaching out to other women and educating them. The first liberation has to happen within women’s heads, right?
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Cupcake 409
It was on a Friday night
without a date
to bed alone and horny I went
with visions of a certain redhead on my mind
Closing my eyes as I fell asleep
in was there in my dreams so sweet
that Cupcake 409 came to me
took me in her arms and loved me
Upon the clouds of sexual ecstacy
my red headed lover
did things to me till that night
only secretly did I dare to fantasize
Then at the break of dawn
as the darkness faded from my soul
back into the twilight she fled
leaving behind a lingering kiss upon my lips
But before the red haired angel disappeared
into my ear Cupcake 409 gently whispered
“Whenever you need or want me
whisper my name into your arms I’ll appear”
Now my nights no longer are hot and lonely
during the day all I have to do
is think of my sweet red haired angel
look in the mirror to see her pink upon my face
Orgasm
That’s a kinky title. Last Friday, I had taken a day off and was at home. I was actually forced to take the leave by my TL. Wondering how good the TL is? Wait, he is not an angel. He forced me to take leave so that I won’t cry for leave later when things get tight. Coming back to point, I was at home alone on Friday. Suddenly, I was tempted to try my luck with the stock market. I opened my PIB (Power India Bulls) account and was looking at the movement of the market.
As usual, I picked my best pal (It had given me a huge loss some months back), Suzlon. The stock was moving up. I placed an order for 500 shares at the price of 139.70. The order got executed in a flash and I was waiting for an opportune moment to sell them. Much to my distress, the stock started moving down. However, Nifty showed no signs of going down. It was strong and going up. The stock was now trading at somewhere around 138.40. My ‘gut feeling’ said, if I average (Remember, averaging is the worst thing to do in intra day trading) the price, I could get out with some decent loss/profit. So, I bought 500 more shares at 138.30. I was holding 1000 shares at an average price of 139. The situation was looking grim.
Beside all these actions, I was checking an important site for updates. No, you guessed it wrong. Its not Money Control, or Economic Times or India Infoline. Its one of the usual porn site (I don’t want to link to it), which I visit regularly. Remember I said I was alone at home. What else a risk-averse bachelor would do at home? Well, coming back, the porn site was filled with regular updates. (The title for each post would always be something like Horny aunties, Lusty lasses etc..). Though I was sifting through the porn site, my mind was occupied with worries about Suzlon. Things started changing. Nifty was +40 from previous day’s close. The stock too started moving up and it was trading at 139.20, 30…. I placed an order to sell 1000 shares at 139.75. Nifty was moving up and so was the stock. Alas, trade got executed. It was a decent profit of 75 paise for 1000 stocks. Profit after tax would come to 500 Rs. The porn site failed to give me something that this trade gave, an orgasmic pleasure. Is this what Gordon Gecko says in the following dialogue,
“You see that building? I bought that building ten years ago. My first real estate deal. Sold it 2 years later, made an 800,000 dollar profit. It was better than sex. At the time, I thought that was all the money in the world; now it’s a day’s pay.”
Monday, June 8, 2009
Full Moon?
I don’t believe in it. I’ve never believed in it. Scientific studies have disproven it. But still, a lot of people believe. People I work with swear it’s true. Most of the time, I just raise my right eyebrow, do my best Mr. Spock imitation, and stare at them for a moment. But last night, it was a full moon, or close enough not to matter, and I just don’t know anymore. I may be ready to give in, and join the ranks of the true believers. I think it was the porno being filmed at the slaughterhouse that may have been the final straw.
Some nights are nice and quiet. Nothing much goes on. The occasional barking dog complaint, or loud music from the neighbors. Other times, it seems like the whole county has gone nuts, and they’ve all ended up having 9-1-1 called on them. And you never know when it will be. There is little rhyme or reason to it all. Oh, after paydays you can expect a burst. And three day weekends are usually good for a wild ride. I can predict just about when things will start taking off those days. Especially during football season. They’re home all weekend. They started drinking Friday night. The fighting usually starts Saturday sometime. It generally starts small, little snips and jabs at each other early in the day. Then someone’s team loses. A beer was spilled. An old argument reappears. The fights are on! And they continue right up till early Tuesday morning. Ahhh… the wonders of alcohol. But I digress, the alcohol stories are for another time, and another blog.
Last night started off kind of slow. I came in at 5 p.m., and set up to take phone calls for the first part of my shift. The first 20 minutes or so, not much happened. Probably just about the time the Moon began peaking over the Sierra’s is when the weird stuff started.
First out of the chute, a suicide in the south county. It’s always sad when we take those calls. You always wonder what could have been so bad that someone would take their own life over it. I spoke with a man who found his nephew in his bedroom. All you can do is delicately try to find out if what happened really was a suicide, or if a homicide occurred. This was a suicide, and it’s just a lousy way to start a night.
Next, I took a call about a burglary in progress. The caller was trying to detain some people who went into his neighbor’s house while they were out of town. I’m talking to this man as he’s confronting burglars! Not a good idea. Fortunately for him, they were unarmed, lived in the area, and for some reason thought they could walk into this house. So he’s there yelling at me to get the cops there “right now!”, and he’s yelling at them for being in the house. And they are arguing with him about it! I’m listening to all this, because he’s stopped answering my questions, and is arguing with the suspects! Lucky for everyone involved, the deputies got there quick and sorted things out. Seems like some of the neighbors are just a little weak on the concept of private property, and got a good talking to by the cops about going into other peoples houses. Now the next call I expect from this area is when the homeowner gets back, and busybody goes to tell them what happened while they were gone.
Shortly after that call, I got the absolute worse call of the night (from a call-takers perspective). A teenager. Female. Apparently the dumbest teenager in her town. She was trying to report what I would eventually decide was the car-jacking of a motorcycle by an armed suspect. But it took me at least three times as long as it should have to figure it all out because this ditzy little girl could not make herself speak a coherent line to save her life! She kept drifting away from the answer to my questions and contradicting what she just said a moment before. I finally just got the basics, her name, address, and what I think she was reporting, and sent the local police to figure it out. I still don’t know what happened on this one. That happens a lot in my line of work. You only get part of the story. That drives the newbies nuts. They want some closure, or follow up. Me, anymore I really don’t care. I can probably tell you what the outcome was just from some scant details. And when it’s really slow and we get a weird call, we sometimes sit around and come up with our own “background” stories, and what was REALLY going on!
After a while, things slowed down, and people began behaving themselves pretty well. Most of the rest of the night was the usual loud music calls. Even a couple of churches had the neighbors calling because some kind of get-together was too loud. Apparently a “joyous noise” isn’t to the neighbors trying to watch television!
You’re wondering when I’m going to get to the porno in the slaughterhouse, aren’t you? Ok, right now.
We took a call about some kind of fight, out in this old slaughterhouse. It’s been abandoned for a long time. For a while, it was used by paintball warriors to play war games, but even that was some time ago. It’s been deserted for years. Deputies get out there, and find a strange sight. Three gals, two guys, and video gear. They are in this old pig slaughterhouse, and getting ready to shoot their own little porno movie! Apparently, the ex-boyfriend of one of the girls didn’t want his ex in a porno…. at least not not in someone elses’ porno. So he shows up and the fight is on! As is often the case, deputies arrive and sort things out, trying to maintain an air of professionalism. After a while, “Code 4″ and units clear the scene. I don’t think the movie was completed this night. And I’m not even going to list some of the names that might be appropriate for this venue…. I’m sure you can come up with something yourselves!
The Moon’s latin name is Luna. Hence the words “lunatic” and “lunacy”. So appropriate this Sunday night.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Do Black Men Prefer White Women?
- Xenocrates
In the film Obsessed (2009), a deranged white woman (played by Ali Larter) comes on rather quite strongly to a powerful executive (played by Idris Elba) who happens to be a black man. Thereafter, the entire movie becomes a setup for the penultimate cat fight between the white woman and the black man’s wife (played by Beyoncé Knowles). While it is obvious that the film’s ludicrous plot is nothing more than a visualisation of the revenge fantasy of every black woman who has ever lost a lover to a white woman, it does beg the question: Do black men prefer white women? If so, why? I explore this, and a number of other intriguing details in this thought provoking piece on sex and racial politics.
What is wrong with Interracial Union?In short? Nothing. Why? Because scientifically speaking, there’s no such thing as race. As it pertains to human beings, a person’s race is the equivalent to the colours of horses, cows, dogs, birds, butterflies and ice cream that could possibly exist. Yes, I did say ice cream. Race is nothing more than a particular assortment of DNA that has some level of conspicuous consistency.
Race is literally the result of the fine tuned distillation of the human genotype across the planet over hundreds of millennia in particular geographic locations. The process of natural selection caused a particular set of DNA markers to arise as the most conspicuous permutation in any given migratory group. The human genotype has billions of possible racial manifestations. Therefore, if the planet was much bigger, we’d have more races.
So why do people often have a problem with interracial unions?Because of culture. Races were formed at about the same time cultures arose. Culture is formed psycho-socially in exactly the same way that races are formed genetically. Culture represents an average of human cognition in any given group. Because of culture, certain rules and practices are accepted as the de facto standard of behaviour in each group.
Now, before European cultures developed the cognitive capacity to go out and intermingle with others, each culture had already developed a set of standards as it pertains to beauty and self perception. Even though the golden ratio of beauty applies ubiquitously, there are some idiosyncrasies within each culture that describe how they perceive themselves. This is critical in understanding why interracial unions cause such consternation.
Race makes up for about 3% of our DNA. However, because it determines over 90% of what we look like, people have developed cultures which dwell on overstating its significance. Thus wherever people appear to show preference for one race or another, it has as much to do with our DNA as it has to do with our cultural definitions.
What causes Interracial Union?In short? European conquest. It is only natural that when human cognition evolved to the point where we started to travel the world more efficiently, thus appropriating foreign states, races and cultures became intermingled. It’s an inescapable reality.
All that is happening today is that the genetic distillation which created human races 70,000 years ago is now operating in reverse. As we become more of a global village through technology, we are slowly becoming one race once more.
On White Men and Black WomenOne lucky white dude. David Bowie snagged himself a black supermodel.
While this is for the most part no longer the case, white men of ages past have long vilified black men as being soulless, unsalvagable, savages from the dark continent who are supposedly incapable of reason or logic. That was a great part of the propaganda campaigns which drove racism in the American south.
This however didn’t pacify their desire for the supple shapeliness of the African female. Long before black people were given the chance to become educated, white men indulged themselves (in secret, of course) in the dark chocolate of Africa. This however, is not because white men ubiquitously prefer black women. There is a strong psychological contingent to this behaviour.
Black females represent a forbidden fruit untainted by the sexual constraints of white society. Thus it is not uncommon that some white men have sought to pacify their tastes for the exotic by indulging a black woman. The taboo effect enjoyed by few white men is propagated by the larger majority of white males who have their own prejudices.
The psychological release of indulging in a cultural taboo is very much a function of the existence of that taboo in the first place. Thus if there was a more universal acceptance of interracial unions, the taboo effect would practically cease to exist.
There are white men out there however who indulge in black women not because they’re black, but because they’re women and that’s what men are generally attracted to – women. There is a certain sex appeal in black women that is notably different from others. If you’re a man who loves curves, it doesn’t matter what race you are; black women (like this one) will always appeal to you the most – provided you can get over the xenophobia.
On Black Women and Racial Self ImageBeyoncé Knowles - That's not her real hair.
Why do so many black women augment their appearance? The whitening of black female icons like Beyoncé Knowles and even the Marvel Comics X-Men character Ororo Munroe (aka “Storm”) is proof positive that there is something else at work here.
While the latter is merely a function of the ultimate male fantasy (a woman with the aesthetics of a Caucasian and the body of a Negro), the former is most probably a manifestation of a desire to achieve that appearance. But why?
There has been a long running Joke that Beyoncé Knowles would never have her look without the fake hair. While that was most probably coined by bitter black women who feel betrayed by those who engage in this practice, there is a whole industry dedicated to this niche. Why though? Isn’t it enough to look black?
In the popular Marvel Comic book series The Fantastic Four, there is a conversation between the Black Panther and Ben Grimm where he tries to advise Grimm on what not to say to his wife so that she is not offended about her uncanny appearance as a white woman, even though she is black. You can read the entire conversation here. (© Copyright 2006, Marvel Entertainment)
The conversation no doubt alludes to the popular trend where black women augment their appearance with qualities that do not naturally occur in black women. Black women who practice this categorically claim that it is because they just want to “change their appearance“. However, that is debatable at best.
© Copyright 2007, Marvel EntertainmentOne can’t help but wonder if they’re trying to appeal to white men or black men who have developed a taste for white women. Either way it is probably neither here nor there. Everyone is entitled to their quantum of hypocrisy. However, if we are to believe that black men are going for white women to the extent that even black women are trying to look white, one has to seriously consider the penultimate question:
Do Black men prefer White women?This is a very popular question. There are a number of myths that have been propagated as to why it is perceived that black men prefer white women. A lot of it is red herring, but it is interesting to consider anyway. I present the most well known of these theories and follow up with commentary and actual facts:
Myth:Black men prefer white women because they’re fairer, prettier, more attractive, etc.
Fact:There is certainly more genetic variation in Caucasians (e.g. eye colour, hair type & colour, nose shape, etc.). In fact, anthropologists have noted that there are four distinct types of Caucasians. There are notably fewer such variations in other races. The reason for this genetic disparity between Caucasians and other races is irrelevant.
More importantly, this greater number of variations will certainly be more notable to others, irrespective of ethnicity. Science has shown that humans generally prefer genetically averaged mates. A greater number of variations increases that number exponentially. So it’s not just black men for whom there is an appeal.
In fact, where as many black women believe that more and more black men are going for white women, there is a far greater number of white men going for black women. It is just not as publicised as unions between black men and white women – largely because of a sensational bias.
A white man taking a black woman for a wife doesn’t carry the same appeal as a black man taking a white woman in the same capacity. The latter is seen as more of a triumph (however silly) of the black race considering the history of race relations between white and black men. The former however, isn’t considered as such.
The truth is that a lot of highly successful black women face a crisis when it comes to finding a suitable black man as a mate. It is a well documented fact that black women tend to be more xenophobic than black men. They are far more reserved about marrying outside of their race than black men. However, the shortage of good black male stock has forced many black women to relax their ethnic preferences when looking for love.
The reality of the situation though is that most black men prefer conspicuously curvaceous women, of which black women are the clear front runners, seconded only by latino women. White American culture by contrast seems to have a weird obsession with unhealthily thin females. In that context, a thin white woman does not appeal to any black man – irrespective of social engineering.
Then again, there are people who have a natural taste for the exotic. As I had mentioned before, there are actually more white men who have a taste for black women than vice versa (U.S. Census 2005). In fact, white men are many times more likely to marry outside of their race than any other. Thus the contention about black men desiring white women is largely the stuff of either racism or gross insecurity.
Myth:Black men prefer white women because they’re more docile and less obnoxious.
Fact:All women carry the genetic traits that make them naturally more dramatic than men. There is no evidence to suggest that black women are more dramatic or obnoxious than white women – stronger nerves maybe, but not necessarily more obnoxious. That last part has more to do with culture than it does ethnicity. Nobody is naturally more ignorant because they are black (although some think that is debatable).
This illusion is nothing more than a function of social constructs which separate the educated rich and the uneducated poor. Then there is the misrepresentation of black people (by black people) in the media. Black culture as defined by black people sells black women as loud, obnoxious distasteful women as is often portrayed by Tyler Perry’s Madea films.
Women from all races behave in more or less the same way in western culture according to social predisposition. White “trailer trash” Betty-Maes are often no less crass than the black “ghetto mom” Laquisha’s. On the other hand, sophisticated, successful black women are often indistinguishable from their educated caucasian counterparts.
In fact, one of the social constructs that many people conveniently ignore is that black women who grow up in white suburban neighbourhoods acquiesce the behavioural patterns of the other kids in their environment as they grow up. These girls are then unfairly accused by their black friends of “acting white” and going after white boys in social situations.
One’s environment goes a long way towards influencing behaviour and preference. You can observe the same pattern among a lot of black men who end up marrying white women. However, many people conveniently ignore this and create their own fallacious presuppositions that white women are somehow out to get them.
Golf God Tiger Woods with Super Model wife Elin Nordergen
Myth:Black men prefer white women as a status symbol.
Fact:There are a number of reasons why a black man would marry a white woman, and virtually none of them have anything to do with using her as a glorified hood ornament just because she’s white – no pun intended. I’m pretty sure if most black women had a Michele Obama or Beyoncé Knowles or Rihanna appeal, this idea would vapourise immediately.
Men go after trophy wives. That’s a fact. Whether they are black or white is irrelevant. A trophy wife is usually that über-femme that has distinguished herself in such a way that having her on any man’s arm would make him look like the penultimate alpha male, irrespective of her ethnicity. Men don’t select women exclusively for ethnicity. It’s largely about raw sex appeal. Whichever package presents it best gets the most votes (or penises).
There are many white men who go after unusually well endowed black trophy wives (like David Bowie and Iman). But you never hear about those. There are many black men whose black wives are sex icons (like Jay-Z’s wife, Beyoncé). But you never hear any contention about those either. How odd is it then that it is the black men notching a hot white girlfriend who get all this negative attention?
A white woman is perceived as being a trophy wife to a black man not because she’s white, but rather because her appearance renders her exotic. It would be no different if he had married an Asian, an Indian or any other female who is conspicuously not black. Thus the quintessential nature of the hypocrisy is exposed as little more than another manifestation of an inferiority complex.
I feel bad for those black men who married for true love only to be made out as a villain or a traitor by his black sister folk just because he’s the only person who showed up at the family reunion with a woman who looked different from all the other women there. White men who married non-white women face a similar kind of nonsense everyday. I guess people are naturally stupid that way.
Myth:White women go for black men because they have larger penises.
Fact:Medical doctors will certify that there are probably as many white men with a large penis as there are black men. The average size of the male penis remains relatively the same across ethnic groups, averaging out at 5.9 inches. People believe otherwise because of the sensationalist fantasy of a black man pummeling a helpless white female as is often propagated in pornographic movies.
To be fair however, there is a larger population of black men who appear to have a larger penis. To understand why this is, you have to examine male anatomy. In most men, a part of the penile shaft is hidden inside the body, connected by a ligament to the pelvic bone. This hidden portion is about an additional 2 cm in length. Penis enlargement surgeries simply cut this ligament so that the penis hangs down further.
Now the penis has three main uses: 1. Urination 2. Intercourse and (less known) 3. To act as a heat sink. The penis shrinks during cold weather, and extends during warm climate. However, the penises of African men drop further out of the body because of the heat. This allows the vascular action of warm blood circulating in the penis to dissipate the excess heat in their bodies in the warm African climate.
Scandinavian men by comparison don’t need this extra heat dissipation feature as they live in the colder climatic regions of the planet. But their penises are essentially the same length. It’s just that most of it is withdrawn into the body. This is why penis enlargement surgery rarely has any useful effect on men of African descent. It was largely designed for Caucasian and Asian men.
Now, natural selection in the African continent has given the men with more of their penis external to the body a much greater preference by choice females for reproduction. Over the centuries, the men who had weaker pelvic ligaments (and thus the appearance of a longer penis) reproduced more. Even though their numbers grew, they still do not outnumber African men with a standard length penis.
Most of these men with a longer phallus are of West African descent, and thus constitute the black men of today’s African-Americans and Caribbean nationals. They are specifically black men who have settled in the American South and northern Caribbean territories like the Bahamas, Cuba and Jamaica. The large majority of other black men have an average sized penis.
Pornographic movies have no doubt capitalized on this and popularised the misconception that black men somehow categorically have larger penises. This is simply not true. If there was some genetic consistency with black men for having larger penises, that would imply that black women have correspondingly deeper (or stretchier?) vaginas. However, they don’t.
In fact, most women (black or white) will tell you that a man with an unusually lengthy penis is more frightening than one with a standard sized shaft. Many men try to insert the entire phallus into a woman, even though the vagina is barely 4 inches deep. This means that the extra length will most often infringe upon the cervix, causing great pain and discomfort.
So size does matter to a woman – particularly if she doesn’t want to become permanently injured. So what about the massive black penises that are often seen in porn movies?
The monster phallus of black actors seen in porn are augmented – just like the breasts of almost every white woman that co-stars. While porn rarely uses special effects, the actors are nothing more than plastic surgery sculptures – animated effigies of the ultimate male and female fantasy couple. However, 5.9 inches is more than enough penis to please any woman – whether she is black or white. Thus this myth is utter rubbish.
At this point, I would say that one shouldn’t believe everything seen on TV. So do yourselves a favour: Kill your television. It will free you of 9/10ths of the rubbish that is commonly propagated in western civilization. It will also save yourself some useful brain matter in the process for more important tasks.
ConclusionThe Tiger woods family
So do black men really prefer white women? Absolutely not. There is no evidence to suggest this to be even remotely true. In actuality, the question is irrelevant as love warrants no justification. Even if there are black men out there who prefer fairer characteristics, the large majority of black men still prefer black women. The concept of black men preferring white women is largely the product of sensationalist propaganda and stereotypical misrepresentation.
Additionally, most people are naturally xenophobic. Therefore interracial unions are not very commonplace – even though it occurs with greater regularity in the Caribbean and the UK. This means that black men who are open to white women are still in the stark minority – even though this is probably no consolation to the black women out there who have lost their black male lovers to a white woman. Consequently, that leads to another question:
Is that the real reason why black women don these aesthetic modifications like weaves and coloured contacts to make them appear more white? I don’t know for certain. However, the fact that Black African females almost never do this insinuates that this practice by black females in the west is most probably related to immersion in white dominated societies featuring white dominated media.
Either way, I don’t think black females in the west will be honest about this practice, so I won’t even bother to ask. The cognitive dissonance that produces the needless suspicion of black men with white women probably speaks more to insecurity than to any genuine reason to fear such a thing. If black women were truly in danger of loosing their black men, the race would have been more substantially diluted by now – not that such is necessarily a bad thing.
The people who are xenophobic like the racist aryan neo-nazis and the hypocritical insecure black folk who terrorize people who dare to love outside of the box have their own inexplicable preferences as well. Their hypocrisy is thus unforgivable. While everyone is entitled to their preferences, true love has no colour, culture, religion, race, class, creed or social demarcation.
We’ve come a long way since the dark ignorant days of Miscegenation. So for all the interracial antagonists out there, know this: Love is free. It always has been and always will be and there’s absolutely nothing you can do to stop it.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Wednesday 3rd June 2009
WEDNESDAY 3rd JUNE
My life does take some bizarre twists and turns. You may recall I mentioned about six months ago I commentated on a football match which was broadcast live on TV in Indonesia. Well, the producer that day rang me up and asked me to go to London this week and narrate a documentary about the footballer Kanu and the charity he runs. When or where this film will be broadcast I really don’t know but it was a pleasure to do.
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Talking of bizarre things… I had my arse waxed last Saturday. I was only planning to have my back done and eyebrows tidied up by Sylvia at Tantalize in Madeley but we got a bit carried away. The details of the waxing are not overly pleasant, especially as you might be eating while reading this, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought. At one point, as the wax was being smeared and my backside was poking upwards, I said to Sylvia: “Don’t worry – I’m not going to fart.” It lightened the tension.
I’m having a manicure and pedicure this weekend (as Dale and I are off to Ibiza soon after and I like to be all clean and tidy) and am considering having my toenails painted pink. When I mentioned this to Dale, his face was a picture. I think he would’ve been less shocked if I’d said Psycho Bitch1 and Psycho Bitch2 had moved in next door. I tried to blag that it would be in support of our mate Trudy who is undergoing treatment for breast cancer; pink being the colour most associated with that charity. “You can sit on your own around the pool,” was Dale’s response.
I don’t actually think I’d have the bollocks to let someone paint them. Having the hairs ripped out of my ass is one thing but coloured varnish is another. There’s a line which I may have already crossed that probably doesn’t need crossing again.
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Regarding the recent suspected trapped nerve I had in my back, I got this response from my dad: “I’m not surprised – it’s probably the funny positions you get in!” I have no idea what he was on about…
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From the Shropshire Star: “A couple from Telford went on the Jeremy Kyle show and took a lie detector test to see if the man had been cheating. They’ve now announced they’re getting married.”
This concerns me on several levels. The woman clearly doesn’t trust him totally – but why air your dirty laundry on a national TV show? They’re obviously a certain type, if you get my meaning. You probably know my take on relationships by now. Why didn’t the bloke just say: “If you trust me, you’ll accept I’m telling the truth and haven’t been unfaithful but if you don’t trust me, why the hell are we still together?”
In my opinion, most people are stupid. They over-complicate simple things. You’ve got to have trust. There is no place for jealousy on any level within a relationship – I know some disagree with me but they’re probably those who aren’t as calm and measured in my approach to it. No trust = no point.
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Recent blog reaction:
Kristie: “First time I’ve read it for a while [fact] Made me lol a bit [fact – ish does anyone actually laugh out loud when they lol?] I agree with you much love to Trudy, she’s inspirational and amazing [fact!!!!]“
Vikki: “Love it love it love it!!! Just looked like a mad-woman at work, laughing and almost crying over your blog! The chav parts and Corndog comments were especially funny!”
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I was kindly invited to the stunning new Showcase Cinema De Lux in Leicester last week as some former Leicester City players took part in a question and answer session. My question to the players afterwards was: “Are we going out drinking?” The answer was: “Yes.” It was a top night.
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I’m not sure I believe in this whole global warming thing. It’s probably just a load of hot air.
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Nightclub news 1: we’ve booked controversial model Jodie Marsh and actor Elliott Tittensor (aka Carl Gallagher from Shameless) as guests on Friday 3rd July at Pussycats. Elliott’s character in Shameless is part of a dysfunctional family living on a rough-as-arseholes council estate. To make him feel at home, we’ve booked him into a B&B in Sutton Hill. (*)
(*) Obviously we haven’t really.
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Nightclub news 2: The re-opening of Athena in Telford is set to be in mid-July and it will be called Club Crush. The bar will be called Vox and Dragons Den is the name of the restaurant in the complex. People keep asking me whether I’ll be DJ-ing there (as it’s part of the Medlink stable which owns Pussycats) but I have no idea.
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I’m a little bit disappointed that so few people have pledged money for breast cancer research especially as Dale is going to throw himself out of a plane for the charity. Even if you can only spare a couple of quid, it’s appreciated. You can donate here… http://www.justgiving.com/dalelloyd
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In the end, I actually enjoyed Britain’s Got Talent, mainly for the judges and their comments. Diversity were brilliant and worthy winners and Julian Smith, the saxophone guy, was awesome. I thought Stavros Flatley were hilarious – so great to see a father and son having a right laugh together, even if technically it wasn’t a top drawer performance. It was, however, pure entertainment.
I’m glad the voting public saw sense and didn’t allow the fruitcake to win. Susan Boyle only became a celebrity a month or so ago and already she’s checked into rehab. She obviously wasn’t right in the head to start with.
Scottish … a face like a slapped arse … something not quite right about them … finished second … Susan Boyle or Gordon Brown at the next general election?
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On the subject of watching thoroughly enjoyable things on the telly, let’s talk about football and the Champions League final. I was proudly and fully behind Barcelona and savoured every minute of their glorious win over Manchester United. Facebook was buzzing all night as the United contingent cried their eyes out and everyone else cried with laughter.
I remember last year when United beat Chelsea, the *supporters* were crowing, gloating, goading and generally being typically arrogant on Facebook. They didn’t like it this time when they got it back in spades. To illustrate their lack of self-awareness, they lashed out, saying things like: “How can people be cheering on a foreign club against an English side?”
Hatred towards United isn’t really borne out of jealousy. Yes, they have amazing players and are fabulously successful but they lack class and humility in most areas. And the plastic fans – glory-hunting, bandwagon-jumping tossers who only follow them because they win a lot – really grind my gears.
I support my club, Leicester, first and my country, England, second. I would rather see Leicester win the Premier League or FA Cup (okay, it’s unlikely) than England win the World Cup. I would love England to win the World Cup of course but my club side always comes first.
On the night in Rome, the better side won. Barcelona’s victory saved us from the crowing and gloating from the army of plastics. United don’t lose very often but the part-time fans need to understand that it’s about give and take. They gave it when they won in 2008 but couldn’t take it 12 months later. That’s what lets you down. Learn some humility or, better still, learn to support a club you have a real connection with. That’s how you’ll earn respect in the football community.
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Sad news from America – former boxer Mike Tyson is grieving after his four-year-old daughter died in a tragic accident. I would never seek to make light of such a truly horrific thing but you really wouldn’t want to be the doctor breaking the news to Iron Mike.
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A great put-down line, directed at a bloke: “You couldn’t pull a bird in an aviary with a loaf of bread on your head.”
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And finally – I went out with a girl once and asked her what she wanted for her birthday. She said something with diamonds would be nice. Her face was priceless when she ripped off the wrapping paper and saw I’d bought a packet of playing cards.
Cheers for now,
Geoff / DJ Wanker
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My vagina... priceless
Sometimes I wonder just how far we’ve progressed as a culture. You’d never see an American city celebrating body parts as they do in Japan. Children cradling penises, walking through the street with reverence as they bow down to genitalia. Giant penises are the item of the day there. In our society we do worship body parts but in a different fashion…as I wrote about in an earlier post you can buy penis items for almost any occasion.
Are there equal opportunities for the vagina? Sure you can get lollipops and there are most definitely other kitschy or porn-ish type representations. But dare I point out that when the Japanese chose to celebrate fertility and renewal they worshipped the penis… not the vagina. The whole man versus woman debate is another whole topic. Not today!
The celebration of the vagina became the ‘in’ thing during the 60’s and 70’s and became associated with the growth of feminist thought in our country. Judy Chicago is famous for her art exhibit, The Dinner Party, a dinner table set with vagina plates in honor of various famous women; O’Keefe, Woolfe, etc. Georgia O’Keefe painted beautiful renderings of flowers with genitalia themes. We now have the Vagina Monologues by Eve Ensler, written in 1996.
I’ve been looking through images on Goggle; the pictures aren’t necessarily all that pretty. The vagina as a stand up piece of art is difficult for some people to look at. Finding something to use for this post that was borderline tasteful and funny.. but not crude or vulgur was impossible. I saw a button last week at my conference that I had to have. Of course by the time I found the vendor she’d sold out: “My vagina, Priceless!”
We have a love hate relationship with our body parts. We snicker about them, say crude things. We ban natural expressions, breast feeding isn’t allowed in public in some places; yet allow violent and pornographic representations of sex and body parts. I’m betting a significant number of women out here have never looked at theirs. Remember when you first grabbed a mirror and took a look? Now days women have all the hair removed, they even have surgery to trim to lips, do a little shaping! Bet that hurts like hell. Ouch! We don’t compare our hoo ha, vejay jay, bits and pieces, yum yum, coochie, box, beaver, muff, honey pot…………… We don’t walk around in the locker showing off our stuff, wondering who’s smaller, more delicate.. you just can’t see it w/o some contortionist type pose. We wash it, powder, spray, sanitize the poor thing to make sure it’s delicate enough. Who decided that it needed to be sanitized? I”m guessing that Massengil and Summer’s Eve were not developed by a woman. Do you carry around morning breeze spray in my purse and stop every hour on a hot July day to bring that fresh scent to my delicate flower? Got that morning fresh feeling?
We need to reclaim our vaginas in all their glory, unaltered, proudly unadorned and complex manifestations of the glory that makes us women! No shame, no porn. Let’s march them up and down the street on silver platters. Envision young men, reverently carrying rubber vaginas draped on red cloths, um.. maybe white cloths on large silver trays… marching down Main Street, USA. How about May Day?
Monday, June 1, 2009
Perdido [4]
Sentir o vapor ondulando pelo corpo, deixando-nos suados. Imaginando outros corpos suados, envolvidos na bruma com ligeiro odor a eucalipto.
Roçar-se pelas prachas de madeira polida, imaginando outros corpos sensualmente abraçados, suados, aquecidos pelas pedras, refrescados pela água.
Nadar nú, livre. Sentir os genitais livres na água, desenhando pequenas ondas em movimentos perpétuos.
Ficar teso de penr em tudo isto, sentindo-se ali, naquele lugar rodeado de belos corpos imberbes, peludos, definidos, fortes, novos, menos novos…
Rodopeavam pensamentos quando entrava no banho turco, na sauna, na piscina, no duche. Estive quase sempre teso. nem a água fria me retirava vigor. Sentia tremores das pontas dos dedos dos pés até aos cabelos, deixando-me em extase. Acho que nunca me tinha sentido assim, livre de pensar e agir.
Sentia-me tão bem que nunca pensei ser observado. no entanto estava. Não sei há quanto tempo é que ele tinha voltado. Se alguma vez tinha saído. Não sabia que horas eram, quantas tinham passado. Apenas imaginava o meu corpo suado, enroscado noutro, no banho turco, na sauna, na piscina, no duche…
E no entanto ali estava ele. Deitado num dos sofás grandes enconstados à parede, observando-me, sorrindo.
Fiquei parado, meio envergonhado de estar ali de pau duro, sozinho, de um lado para o outro. Mas ele teimava em não ficar flácido. Na minha mente rodopiavam imagens, desejos sensuais e sexuais e ele ali, naqueles modos a olhar para mim, sorrindo. Fez-me sinal. Dirigi-me a ele. Sentei-me junto a ele. Debruçou-se, beijou-me demoradamente. Retirou a t’shirt e o resto da roupa. estava teso já. Demoradamente me beijou, desceu aos mamilos e lambendo chegou à zona púbica.
Brincou lambendo à volta, por baixo dos tomates, algo que me deixa em extase, o rego, subiu e enfiou o meu pau de uma vez, bem fundo, bem fundo…
Chupava de forma tão suave e decidida em simultâneo que estava quase a vir-me. Percebeu e retirou-o, lambeu novamente à volta, desceu ao rego, brincou, lambeu, virou-me de costas e continuou, gemia, gemíamos.
Foi subindo pelas costas, língua colada ao meu corpo, sentindo agora o pau dele perto do meu ânus, passando, sem entrar, subiu igualmente pelas costas, roçando, sentido um fio húmido a varrer-me a espinha. Virou-me novamente e tinha a verga dele, bem perto da minha boca… apenas precisei de a abrir para o receber, para me deleitar com aquele pau perfeito, veias salientes, grande q.b., grosso, cabeça saborosa, precum deliciosa.
Voltou a descer, o fio húmido passou por entre o meu peito, deteve-se no umbigo para um fervoroso linguado, roçou o meu pau, os tomates e o ânus. Lubrificou-me, penetrou-me suavemente, vigorosamente, suavemente, vigorosamente.
Veio-se no meu peito, junto ao meu leite. Deitou-se em cima de mim, comungámos esperma nos nossos corpos suados, trocámos beijos intensos e ali ficámos, no sofá, ouvindo pássaros no exterior que na sua linguagem cantavam a felicidade do momento.
Taurnil Lossehelin
(Foto da net)
Pirata radiostationer i Libanon
Pirata radiostationer är mycket populära i Libanon. Det är inte som här, att man inte kan öppna sin egen radio station. Nästan alla kan öppna en radiostation i Libanon. Det finns hundra radiostationer, radiostationer för armenian, muslimer, druizer, kristna. Radiostationer för rock och hårdrock, jazz och opera. Vi har t.om. en radiostationer för olika språk, franska och engelska.
Jag hade tänkt att starta en egen radiostation. Det är så kul att prata politik och andra ämnen. Det är så bra att man kan tala så fritt att man kan starta en egen piratstation.
Ingen regering kontrollerar dig. Jag är mycket för pirata radiostationer.
Pornografi i Libanon, det finns många fria porrkanaler över satelit. Man behöver bara söka så finner man dem.