I read about this woman in Greece who filled her vagina with various poisons: her aim was to kill her husband when he next went down on her – hubby being a total cunnilingus addict, he loved to suck her pussy nightly.

As an attempt at murder it was a complete failure.

The following night she took a loaded revolver to bed with her. This proved to be more efficacious when, as hubby came up for air, she blew his left ear off.

The woman was arrested, of course, and charged with attempted murder.

Strangely, it appears that the husband has now moved in with the woman’s widowed sister. Let’s hope, for his sake, she’s into regularly having her pussy licked – ?

Bent naked over a table, his wrists and ankles immobilized by leather straps, the man watches her slow approach. Encased in shiny black PVC she says, ‘You’ll never guess what I’m going to do to you…’

He makes a gargling sound behind that terrible ball gag.

She leans forward and whispers to him. His eyes widen in horror as the meaning of her words sinks in. His supplications are unintelligible; his safe word is this choked off imprecation of dribbled saliva.

‘You won’t enjoy it,’ she says, straightening. ‘But you will understand that I’m truly a dark-hearted bitch.’

Her laughter has the deceptive quality of crystal wind charms in a mild summer breeze.

He half-screams behind the gag when she begins. She is without mercy, unrelenting. His desire fades, becomes regret before the flashing darkness leaves him unconscious.

Outside the street is bright with afternoon sunlight.

Containing two of your five a day!

Sunday mornings in church I feel-up my neighbour during the sermon. He has his coat draped over his lap and I slip my hand beneath it, gently stroke his stiffening cock, tease it awhile, then unzip his trousers. Fumbling in his boxers, before feeling flesh on flesh. His cock is big – really big! Much longer and fatter than my husband’s, who never attends church and has no idea what I get up to with my neighbour, who has to hold his coat over it when we stand to sing a hymn. It looks a little funny. When we sit down again, I put his stiff cock away and zip him back up. He’s so frustrated he slips his own hand beneath the coat and jerks himself off. I don’t do this every Sunday. Maybe only one in four. But he always comes and sits beside me with his coat over his lap. It makes me feel kind of powerful.

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Don’t look now, but intelligent robots are about to decide if you live or die.

Somehow, while we weren’t paying attention, we slipped into a universe where the robots from Isaac Asimov’s “Three Laws of Robotics” stories are about to surround us by the millions. The self-driving cars being sold by Tesla and other manufacturers aren’t quite there yet, but we are quickly entering a world where AIs will be making moment by moment choices about your survival. Consider this scenario: Your car is driving you down a two-lane highway with concrete dividers on either side when an I-beam falls off the truck ahead of you. In the other lane is a motorcycle. Should your car swerve, missing the I-beam but hitting the motorcyclist? Or try to brake, knowing it can’t stop in time and possibly killing you? A human driver would act on reflex,  but a computer has plenty of time to consider the options and decide who should survive.

David Walton
Interview with John Scalzi, 13th June 2019

Sunday Worship

July 7, 2019

Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. Real gods require blood.

Zora Neale Hurston
Their Eyes Were Watching God

In a key sense, regular racism — against blacks and Latinos, for example — is the opposite of anti-Semitism. While both ultimately derive from xenophobia, regular racism comes from white people believing they are superior to people of colour. But the hatred of Jews stems from the belief that Jews are a cabal with supernatural powers; in other words, it stems from the models of thought that produce conspiracy theories. Where the white racist regards blacks as inferior, the anti-Semite imagines that Jews have preternatural power to afflict humankind.

This is also why the left is blind to anti-Semitism. Anti-Semitism differs from most forms of racism in that it purports to “punch up” against a secret society of oppressors, which has the side effect of making it easy to disguise as a politics of emancipation. If Jews have power, then punching up at Jews is a form of speaking truth to power — a form of speech of which the left is currently enamoured.

In other words, it is because anti-Semitism pretends to strike at power that the left cannot see it, and is doomed to erase — and even reproduce — its tropes…

The Jew becomes a magical creature: brilliant, cunning, greedy, stealthy, wealthy and powerful beyond measure. Anti-Semitism imagines a diabolic overclass to be exposed and resisted…

…In Article Twenty-Two of its charter, Hamas describes the preternatural power of the worldwide Jewish cabal:

“With their money, [the Jews] took control of the world media, news agencies, the press, publishing houses, broadcasting stations, and others. With their money they stirred revolutions in various parts of the world with the purpose of achieving their interests and reaping the fruit therein. They were behind the French Revolution, the Communist revolution and most of the revolutions we heard and hear about, here and there. With their money they formed secret societies, such as Freemasons, Rotary Clubs, the Lions and others in different parts of the world for the purpose of sabotaging societies and achieving Zionist interests. With their money they were able to control imperialistic countries and instigate them to colonize many countries in order to enable them to exploit their resources and spread corruption there.”

How Anti-Semitism’s True Origin Makes It Invisible To The Left
John-Paul Pagano

[And I feel sure that this is Jeremy Corbin’s problem. He’s unable to see the wood for the trees]

I’m a witch woman – high on tobacco and holy water. I’m a woman delighted with her disasters. They give me something to do. A profession of sorts…I have the magic of words. The power to charm and kill at will.

Sandra Cisneros
FaceBook post Aug 10, 2010

Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.

Frank O’Hara
Meditations in an Emergency

male fantasies

June 30, 2019

Hey, I see this 30 Million-Year-Old Praying Mantis preserved in a pristine piece of Amber. It reminds me of male fantasies – male fantasies about themselves and women and everything else. Fuck, the whole world is run on male fantasies: every man wants a nymphomaniac virgin who thinks of nothing but satisfying others and fucks like a Maschinenmensch; they want a Goddess to set-up on a pedestal, or force down on her knees. A pornographic priestess who fucks the whole night through. And women have to be able to take whatever is dished out to them – they even have to pretend they aren’t catering to male fantasy,  which in itself is a fucking male fantasy! Women are reduced by male fantasy to gynoids that serve. Like Wonder Woman giving head on demand,  and pretending she has a life of her own outside of male fantasy. But it’s not true. She doesn’t, because she submits to male fantasies, accepts them, partakes in them, becomes a disembodied voyeur watching herself in a starring role centred in – male fantasies.