Not much to post but why oh why does our Western society accept so much fear and violence,TV,Video games etc.. but then fear Sex so much ,let alone BDSM;
disparagingly calling it at best soft porn and mostly 'pornography'.?
I find that BDSM is shared between like minded people and with care,even pain can be administered with a certain love;and the rile play and fetish gear can be great fun and is highly creative.I know that there are from time to time the awful 'Fred West's of this world who violate everything we believe BDSM to be,that physical and sensual experience that excites the endorphins of the skin,an almost 'third' sexual experience beyond straight and gay.
Anyway why so much the fear about sex and yet allow the endless shoot them up violent video games?! Just a thought!
Sex... DOESN'T sell. Well, not as well as guns, ammo, Guns & ammo, video games, magazines about video games, war, war-porn *cough* (History Channel), millennia of conquest, new and exciting violations of human rights - did you know the U.S. military routinely uses U.S. artists' music for the purposes of torture? ...ironic that ; ) - sunglasses sold to kids who think they are "Neo", shot glasses sold to fans of Die Hard.
Sex sells, just not that well in our culture. It sells great! We have conventions, trade shows, and of course the internet booming with a constant shock blast of pornography. But the culture of the permanent adolescent accepts it as private. The culture of the permanent adolescent accepts it as numb. So sex gets internalized in the U.S. because we can have it all, but have it in private. We can access grotesque orgies, but we must do so and not tell anyone at work the next day less they buy it - taking a part of YOU for who you are - and rob us of our value.
What do we value?
You are unique, like a snowflake. And like a snowflake you are fragile. You must either join the masses and together form a solid block of truly unique snowflakes! or, you may flutter and fly away and be weird and shit.
That's why we can't have nice things in the U.S.: we trivialize individuality and homogenize everybody into banality.
The lovely form of skin pulled tight over the ribcage, the feel of a feather breeze on bare feet suspended, and the exotic URGE to breath and fuck and love and hate and live and laugh and cry that one would experience in sex or on the cross can be shared and feel felt by everyone.
But not if you're sold into a never-ending sex-trade of the false-perfect ones.
; )
love
M