- If I came back as a woman, I’d probably be a radfem. I’ve always found Dworkin’s “all heterosexual sex is rape” narrative impractical but compelling; I perhaps find it a little more arousing than she intended, but still… compelling.
- I tell girls they should accept the parts of themselves that they’re unwilling to change; that the truth is better than denial.
Tag: thoughts
My Fetishes?
I like chicks who feminize all the significant inanimate objects in their worlds. Their cars are girls, their computers are girls, their phones are girls; whether it’s pink and covered in flowers or jet black as the empty eye sockets of Death, if a thing exists, it’s a “she”.… Read the rest “My Fetishes?”
Please talk more about how “we wrecked women’s sexual shame.” You seem to think this is both a good and bad thing? How can we fix it?
Sexual shame in general has been a central organizing principle of modern civilization, but women’s shame in particular has been a tool for structuring societies all the way back to antiquity. Talking about the “good” or “bad” of it almost misses the point; like war, it’s so much bigger than the parochial priorities of the present.… Read the rest “Please talk more about how “we wrecked women’s sexual shame.” You seem to think this is both a good and bad thing? How can we fix it?”
Would you like to taste a 24cm brazilian’s white cock and take breakfast with all the milk inside, launch all the meat on it till the balls and dinner all of it again?you got hungry little bb? Wanna taste and be feeded, let me know :)
who measures their dick using the metric system
Human history is nothing more than the long, slow process of men developing ever-finer scales of measurement for their penises.
I’m pretty sure Noah spent half his nights in the ark measuring his dick and inwardly lamenting that a “quarter of a cubit” didn’t sound as impressive as it should.
Mea Maxima Culpa
The American Right is deeply disturbed, but it’s time the American Left copped to our part in making them so. We spent the 1990s gaslighting them over Bill and Hillary Clinton, successfully convincing the body politic that up was down, black was white, and wrong was perfectly okay if you were cool about it.… Read the rest “Mea Maxima Culpa”
A Modest Suggestion
Y’know, if you really wanted to stick it to someone like Bill Cosby, all you’d need to do is make sure that all news articles and think-pieces about him first refer to him as “Bill Cosby (writer/star of *Leonard Part 6*)”.… Read the rest “A Modest Suggestion”
How Men Lost the 21st Century
I have a number of things to say about the post-Weinstein era. This is the first piece.
People who are surprised by all of the #metoo’ing have been ignoring an increasingly obvious fact: somewhere along the way —by my guess, the late ‘90s or early 2000s— men began to cross a line.… Read the rest “How Men Lost the 21st Century”
Someone asked if I have any thoughts on the Weinstein fallout, and the answer is: oh fuck *yes* I have thoughts. So, so many. I’m just not sure what I want to do with them.
I’ve got a half-written post where I speculate about a subterranean cultural connection between the rise of *Girls Gone Wild* and the #metoo explosion, there’s a long list of things I want to say to men in general about not being complete fucksticks all the goddamned time, I have a little side-rant about the manspreading cock-goblin that sat next to Lady Macbedtime on the bus yesterday and proceeded to play with himself all the way to their destination, I can go on at length about the Roy Moores of this world and what it’s like to grow up among them, and I can finally explain why I never connected with the work of Louis C.K.… Read the rest “”
Please start a cult.
The thought is appealing, but I’m not sure I have it in me.
I mean, the whole “binding women into a sworn sisterhood of submission to my benevolent, periodically unsettling whims” thing sounds like something I could manage, and I do enjoy mentoring the wholeness-deprived as they navigate the hedge mazes they call inner lives.… Read the rest “Please start a cult.”
Seen on Tumblr:
“I think the biggest turn on is knowing you turned someone else on”
I don’t know about *that*, but it’s certainly important.
In fact, that, in a nutshell, is why there are limits to my sadism; it’s simply no fun for me if you don’t want to come back for more.… Read the rest “”