For everyone who thinks voting doesn’t matter I’ve got two words for you: legal weed. Okay, shut the fuck up now. Thank you. My state is currently not arresting people for up to an ounce of marijuana and it will soon be sold in stores, which is the greatest victory of the people thusfar in the drug war. Guess how that happened? One, some determined folks got it on the ballot and two, we voted for it. For the record, it wasn’t even close. Why am I bringing this up? For the most part I try and avoid politics in my writing (outside of the drug war) because I tend to think it takes away from a spiritual message that should be applicable to anyone regardless of political affiliation (man are people divided on politics in this country). But I just voted the other day and once again, had to endure a bunch of commentary from idiots on the internets about how “it doesn’t matter who you vote for man”.… Read the rest
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Just what is Halal sex, you may well ask. Reuters explains:
A Turkish entrepreneur has opened what he says is the country’s first online sex shop for Muslims, selling everything from lubricants to herbal aphrodisiacs and offering advice on how to have “halal” sex.
Haluk Murat Demirel, 38, said he had been inspired to launch the site (www.bayan.helalsexshop.com) by friends who wanted sex advice and products but found the content on other websites and in specialist stores too explicit.
“Online sex shops usually have pornographic pictures, which makes Muslims uncomfortable. We don’t sell vibrators for example, because they are not approved by Islam,” Demirel said.
Sexual mores provoke frequent debate in the majority Muslim but constitutionally secular country. There are relatively few sex shops, even in major cities, although in parts of Istanbul those that do exist advertise themselves with neon signs…
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I feel like I should start this off by saying that I’m never going to stop doing psychedelic drugs and to say that I don’t do them very often anymore would sort of ignore the fact that I get high almost every day. In my mind weed’s a bit more of hallucinogen than most people like to acknowledge, it just takes a bit more focus to be used in that capacity and people are lazy. Things like acid and mushrooms come right into your world impose their essence into the very fiber of your world. They’re the only reason I’m writing this weird shit for you today. I took mushrooms when I was 18 and saw a universe of transcendent shape shifting mutant space art that no one will ever be able to explain to me with conventional thought. One of the more mind blowing aspects of randomly experimenting with psilocybin as a teenager had to do with reading people like Carlos Casteneda shortly thereafter.… Read the rest
In the course of everyday conversation, if you were to make a remark about humans being controlled by nefarious inhuman forces, you’d typically get people calling you overly paranoid and probably accusing you of smoking way too much pot. On the other hand, you’d be entirely and quite demonstrably accurate. We have an expansionary agenda we’re all seemingly beholden to in one manner or another, and we execute this subconsciously programmed agenda through our desire to put up greater and greater numbers. Isn’t that what the stock market is all about when you get right down to it? Tracking our progress on breeding irresponsibly and churning out environmentally toxic bullshit? Hey, we made a lot of new soulless crap today. Numbers are skyrocketing. Where are we going with all that exactly? When wealth equality’s cartoonishly heinous and our government breaks, you’d think we’d start wondering now wouldn’t you? Go team nowhere!… Read the rest
Yes, this is real and apparently quite popular. A sub-genre of the fast-growing “monster erotica” book realm, softcore dinosaur porn is epitomized by authors Alara Branwen and Christie Sims, who claim to earn six figures churning out e-books for their obsessed fans. Jezebel offers a taste:
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Azog stood, clad only in damp buckskins, waiting for the beast to slash at her torso until she lay helpless and bleeding on the damp cave floor. Instead, it reached out with a classed hand to snatch at her damp animal hide as it clung to one shoulder. Azog felt the kiss of sharp claws against her skin as the hide slid from her shoulder and exposed on naked, heaving breast.
A reptilian tongue, stiff and hot, dashed out to lick at the tender, naked flesh so suddenly exposed. Azog gasped at the touch, then gradually relaxed as her body warmed to the intoxicating sensation of the beast’s flesh against her own.
A recent post on Modern Mythology raises questions about the recent mainstream obsession with polyamory:
Thanks in part to the Showtime series “Polyamory: Married and Dating,” it seems yet another subaltern is coming out of the closet (or bedroom) and into the mainstream.
It is predictable enough that it would be presented on SHO in a way that is easiest to digest for the American mainstream. Yet the examples posed there are staid modifications to the familiar. I would prefer the actual gamut of possibilities be presented. The show reads as another variation on swingers. So, what are White American suburbanites (or urbanites) to make of this new “fad”?
One of the challenges presented by this desire, (as was discussed in an earlier tongue-in-cheek article, “Postmodernogamy“): at its core polyamory presents not an alternate model to monogamy so much as a revolution against all formal and static cultural mores which say “this way and no other.”
Now that gay marriage seems to be approaching normalcy, new labels are needed to keep the relationship news cycle churning, all the while missing the only radical point presented by what is otherwise nothing more than the simple result of modernization on outdated cultural edifices: There is no model of “typical” polyamory, as it is and should be specific to every unique individual and their unique interactions.… Read the rest
In an alternate universe, the stamps used to mail your rent check or a holiday card to relatives feature scenes of erotic domination rather than the national flag or first president. That alternate universe is called Kyrgyzstan. Vintage Sleaze was pleased to note stamps issued by the former Soviet republic featuring the work of mid-20th-century S&M-themed adult comics artist Eric Stanton:
Via Huffington Post comes news of a product that is in no way a kinky sex toy, so don’t even think about it that way.
Just three minutes per day is all you need; pop in the mold and then make mouth movements. The makers recommend you say vowel sounds out loud over and over again, producing regular and methodical exercises that will strength the twelve facial expression muscles in a comprehensive way.
WWMT in Southwestern Michigan has a strange story which seems to be beyond their abilities to report:
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Battle Creek Police make a bust at the Masonic Temple, sources have described as a drug fueled sex party. Police sources describe the scene on Michigan Avenue out of control, and arrests were made.
It’s a secretive organization, sitting right next door to the Battle Creek Police and county courthouse. “Thank you for calling the beautiful Masonic Temple. For renting our facility, please call Charlie…” says the automated voice message, when you call the Masonic Lodge.
Sources told us the first officer to walk inside, was shocked to find a couple performing a lewd sex act, along with drugs, multiple nude women and men videotaping it all behind these closed doors.
We make a call to Charlie, and told him what police sources described. Charlie said Freemasons don’t go on camera, but told Newshchannel 3 they did not know about the multiple arrests.
Hard to imagine that stuffy Switzerland, land of conservative bankers, would launch such a progressive project as a sex drive-in, but it’s an effort to ghettoize prostitution reports Reuters:
Greeted by a press pack rather than prostitutes, the first customer to roll up to Switzerland’s sex drive-in on opening night took one lap of the facility before making a hasty exit.
The second car, a family vehicle driven by a man in sunglasses under cloudy evening skies, broke down and needed jump starting in front of a host of photographers, sniggering into their cameras.
Zurich authorities had said they expected a modest start to the country’s first so-called “sex boxes”, a row of drive-in wooden garages on a looping track where clients in cars can visit prostitutes, shielded from prying eyes and security cameras.
With an estimated annual turnover of around 3.5 billion Swiss francs ($3.79 billion), prostitution has been legal in Switzerland since 1942, with sex workers in Zurich required to have a special permit, health insurance and pay tax…
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