LET US NOW RIDICULE STUPID MEN (AND women)
If you haven't noticed by now, most of this website takes nasty pot-shots at various scene idiots and there is a simple reason for it--they DESERVE it.
Ok, some are pretty easy targets, like the gay shoe-shine boy or the pompous ass event presenters we have running around loose, to say nothing of the Leather Archives and Museum with its pile of gay junk and the Auntie Toms of the NCSF. And, of course, no one in their right mind takes anything Guy Baldwin says seriously any more. But the fact is that you can't swing a flogger without hitting some scene buffoon who lives under the impression that her views come from the mouth of God and cannot seem to get it through her thick skull that no one with any brains gives a damn what she thinks about anything.
You know the type, the ones who constantly are lecturing people about the right and proper and "safe" way to do things and they all have their lists of things people are not supposed to do.
Now, some of it gets pretty silly, like the poor fools from the East Coast that think that anyone in the rest of the country (where we really play, not just stand around and drool like the idiots who watch at Black Rose) should follow their idiotic dress codes. Well, we have news for them. The ability of a player is in inverse square proportion to the amount of leather they are wearing, so the ones in the funny clothes don't know which end of the flogger to hold.
We can laugh at that, because when we see them on the playfloor they are so bad and incompetent that it is hard for us to concentrate because we are falling down laughing at them. (There is one famous presenter who literally cannot hold a flogger for shit. She looks like an absolute idiot when she plays and the 600 lb. sub with the IQ of 10 does not help her any.) But there are others who are just annoying without the redeeming quality of being visibly funny. They are the ones who worry so much about what everyone else is saying and doing.
Well, they are a joke. What they worry about is a joke and what they have to say is not worth the breath they use to say it. In fact they have nothing worth hearing to say at the best of times and it will be wonderful to learn that their silence has become permanent.
But until then, let us have fun at their expense. Let us make jokes about their spelling and their appearance and their hilarious scene names. And above all, let us ridicule everything they say and stand for.
We need a good laugh.
If you haven't noticed by now, most of this website takes nasty pot-shots at various scene idiots and there is a simple reason for it--they DESERVE it.
Ok, some are pretty easy targets, like the gay shoe-shine boy or the pompous ass event presenters we have running around loose, to say nothing of the Leather Archives and Museum with its pile of gay junk and the Auntie Toms of the NCSF. And, of course, no one in their right mind takes anything Guy Baldwin says seriously any more. But the fact is that you can't swing a flogger without hitting some scene buffoon who lives under the impression that her views come from the mouth of God and cannot seem to get it through her thick skull that no one with any brains gives a damn what she thinks about anything.
You know the type, the ones who constantly are lecturing people about the right and proper and "safe" way to do things and they all have their lists of things people are not supposed to do.
Now, some of it gets pretty silly, like the poor fools from the East Coast that think that anyone in the rest of the country (where we really play, not just stand around and drool like the idiots who watch at Black Rose) should follow their idiotic dress codes. Well, we have news for them. The ability of a player is in inverse square proportion to the amount of leather they are wearing, so the ones in the funny clothes don't know which end of the flogger to hold.
We can laugh at that, because when we see them on the playfloor they are so bad and incompetent that it is hard for us to concentrate because we are falling down laughing at them. (There is one famous presenter who literally cannot hold a flogger for shit. She looks like an absolute idiot when she plays and the 600 lb. sub with the IQ of 10 does not help her any.) But there are others who are just annoying without the redeeming quality of being visibly funny. They are the ones who worry so much about what everyone else is saying and doing.
Well, they are a joke. What they worry about is a joke and what they have to say is not worth the breath they use to say it. In fact they have nothing worth hearing to say at the best of times and it will be wonderful to learn that their silence has become permanent.
But until then, let us have fun at their expense. Let us make jokes about their spelling and their appearance and their hilarious scene names. And above all, let us ridicule everything they say and stand for.
We need a good laugh.