Having just blocked a couple of dumbasses, I thought I’d mention for future reference: y’all can keep your bar-lowering shitbag apologia to yourselves.
The people in an earlier ask weren’t having kinky sex. They were having plain ol’ sex in an unfamiliar position.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Excuses”
Just a reminder that all the “you’re not a real submissive” talk you see online is pure, uncut bullshit. It’s broad-spectrum gaslighting, not an insight into the human condition.
I mean, look… I personally find the whole brat thing kind of exhausting, but big fucking deal.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: “Real Submissives””
Have you ever found me reblogging your original content and felt uncomfortable being associated with me and my kinks? Send me a link and I’ll delete it, easy-peasy. I want content creators to be pleased to show up here, and I don’t get off on making talented strangers unhappy.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Neighborly”
I’m am slowly —slowly— adjusting to emojis. I was slow to embrace emoticons before that. I’m just slow. But I’ll get there, because I try not to cling too tightly to unnecessary conventions.
With that said, I hope we don’t forever lose OTOH, IMHO, AFAIK, and a few other choice bits of early Internet-ese, because they’re more than of-their-time abbreviations.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Emo-ji”
I’ve written at least a couple dozen variations of this post over the last few months, but it was Quentin and Uma that finally made it all click for me. I tried with Louis, and Aziz got me close, but their cases were too messy.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: #MeToo”
From Motherboard, regarding r/deepfakes and the intersection of neural networks, data-rich social media silos, and men who are at best vaguely aware that women are people:
“An incredibly easy-to-use application for DIY fake videos—of sex and revenge porn, but also political speeches and whatever else you want—that moves and improves at this pace could have society-changing impacts in the ways we consume media.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Deep Fakes”
I miss message boards. I miss long, thoughtful, public conversations where people get emotionally naked and invite examination. I miss an online culture that demands everyone act like adults around the naked people.
Oh well. I miss grunge, too, but that shit ain’t comin’ back either.
Y’know, I kinda thought this went without saying, but apparently not, so…
If you’re a self-described MRA, you are an insta-block. Absolutely nothing I have to say should ever be understood to be supportive of your pseudo-political self-pity trip. The average radfem may hate me, but I’d rather give each and every one of them a warm-n-fuzzy hug than enjoy even a microsecond of your enthusiastic support.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Fuck Off”
I’ve been seeing an uptick in male readers of late, which is something that always gives me pause. It probably seems like I talk about “writing for women” just to emphasize my preference for pussy, but it’s more than that.
I can trust grown women to read this stuff… women whose lives have taught them to see through my sleight of hand and appreciate the show all the same.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: The Boys”
Aftercare isn’t about kindness, love, and that sort of goopy shit. It’s not a chore or a to-do item on a checklist that you need to tick off in order to Do The Right Thing. I know that’s how the kink community likes to frame it, and hey, that framing may work for you… awesome.… Read the rest “Cranky Old Man Shit: Aftercare”
