All Apologies

Sorry I've been gone so long.  Work is eating into a lot of my blogging time.  I'll be back as soon as I can.

My Inner Warrior

August has been a crap month.  I'm having trouble relaxing, as well as concentrating.  I've gotten into several loud and rather nasty arguments, none of which I started, but all of which I finished, mostly with an icy glare and a growled acknowledgment of the offending party's stupidity.  But this has gotten me to thinking--why is it that some of the weakest people I work with perceive themselves as strong, while I'm trying to keep myself on the humble and they see me as weak?

So I've decided to revamp my current attitude, some of which you all may be witnessing on this weblog.  If you don't like or are offended by aforementioned revamped attitude, then feel free to stop reading or following.  I've had it with pissy bitches like you anyway.

So. . . . in light of this, I'm going to be hitting the kettlebells and weights (as opposed to my workmates) a lot harder, reading more in regard to D/s and power exchanges, and going back to saying NO a lot more often in regard to the crap people bring into work and "share" with the rest of us.  That means NO to cookies, brownies, and hideous hippy food that tastes as bland as it looks, and does nothing but make me nauseous.  That also means saying NO and walking away from stupid arguments rather than engage these people in their petty political discussions that I could give a rat's ass about.  

Maybe it's a planetary alignment (but I doubt it) but I've got a lot going on just now.  Between work and family worries, getting into heated verbal exchanges with people online and getting into heated verbal exchanges with older people who are exhibiting bratty behavior just saps my energy right now, and it's making me a little nuts.  So you all may also find links to an online workout journal that I've considered posting, as well as links to a weblog from a female bodybuilder and some former military women who work their asses off. . . and it shows.  

Please keep your weak and pathetic comments to yourselves, weaklings.  I only wish, for now, to speak and engage with other dominant Warrior Women who help keep me sane.

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Vampires in Devil Town, D/s, and Another Fiction Review

Since I couldn't get into White Power and I can't stay awake through The Communist Manifesto yet, I decided to divert myself with one of my favorite genres of fiction--horror.  I downloaded Vampires in Devil Town as a freebie from Amazon, but only started reading it the other day.  Now that school is getting ready to start back up, I can't get into anything too terribly interesting, plot-wise, as I no longer have the luxury of staying up until the wee morning hours reading.  In fact, I should have STOPPED engaging in this sort of activity back around July 16 or 17, right before I went back to work, but oh well, hind-sight is always 20/20 and all that.

Anyway--this has, thus far, become a riveting little horror read, and yes, there are even some elements of forced D/s.  Case in point--when the main character, Rachel, is kidnapped and thrown into the back of a van by Bones and Rain, Bones makes many references to dominance, smacking her around, and calling her a "little bitch" to "show her her place".  Why is this forced?  No consent on poor Rachel's end.  In fact, Rachel and Rain conspire to get away from Bones, which they do in a shockingly quick manner.  I'm also about to begin the chapter in which Rain will tell Rachel about "the last time" Bones did something to a victim of him, as well as find out why Bones likes to cut women's nipples off, keep them for a while until they start to rot and stink, and maybe even why he wants to "play" with his victims.  Is Bones truly Dominant?  I think not.  He's too lazy to chase them through the woods, and he relies too much on violence and not enough on actually protecting Rain or anyone else other than himself.  This is another vanilla example of what Those People think D/s and BDSM really is.  Pissed off about this?  Yup.  Good and angry about it?  Not quite.

Now if you'll excuse me, I've a bit more reading to do.  ;)

The Little Experiment

has gone slightly awry.  I've been trying to read White Power by John Lincoln Rockwell and I just can't do it.  I've been trying for the past two days.  Between the hideous typographical errors and some of the facts which are just plain wrong, I simply refuse to give this hate-filled, anger-fueled diatribe another moment of my time.  I'm sure, somewhere out there, it's in a public library, probably taking up shelf space along with Hitler's Mein Kampf.  To those libraries, I say, good for you.  Folks, I can't give you a decent evaluation or even a brief synopsis of the plot of White Power, simply because I can't get into it, I'm sick of the author fussing at me, and if I want preached to by a hatemonger, I'll go to work or jump online and try to read something from Rush Limbaugh or that Sean Hannity person or any of the other conservatives who think our current president is a Socialist who wasn't born in this country.  Just a heads-up, to those of you who feel the same way--Hawaii has been an official state since 1949.  Obama was born sometime in the mid-60s, I believe.  His mother was a white woman.  Does this make him the first official black president?  Not necessarily.  Does this make him the first official President of mixed race?  Yes.  Is this a bad thing?  No.  Go ahead and disagree with me.

The Monster in the Classroom

Thus far, I have only read the first chapter, which was free from Amazon's Kindle web site.  This is what I can tell you thus far about Boy Toy by Barry Lyga.  First and foremost, no matter what flavor of kink you may or may not subscribe to, Boy Toy's opening chapter will probably make you feel a bit queasy, if not downright nauseous.  This is because the teacher who messed up the main character's adolescence is about to be released from jail, and his mother is absolutely beside herself with worry, grief, and fear.  And who could blame her?  The woman who ruined her little boy's adolescence and gave his childhood a premature, brutal ending is about to be out on the prowl.  This, by the way, is also why I hate the term "cougar" to describe a woman past her mid-thirties who has a predilection for younger men.  There is something deeply predatory about this type of person.  I see this sort of behavior--chasing after children--as disgusting.  What is described in Boy Toy has nothing to do with age play, and damn near everything to do with pedophilia.

That said, I understand why it might make some school librarians uncomfortable enough not to put it on their shelves.  Do I think it has a place in my school library's shelves and in my collection?  Absolutely!  Am I going to run right out and purchase a copy from one of my vendors?  Not just yet, as I'm still reading it.

Now I feel I have to get this off my chest.  Personally, age play does nothing for me.  Maybe it's because I, personally, am disgusted by women like Mary Kay Letourneau, one of my former high school principals (who married one of his former students--ick), and a local woman who molested two of her sixth-grade male students.  I remember when her trial was going on.  She was also someone who was very active in her church and within the religious portions of her community.  If she sees pedophilia as God's will, then I'll revert back to my filthy pagan ways.  Not to mention all those priests who prey upon their altar boys!  I also recall, from that woman's trial, that they had to have two beefy police officers escort her into the court for her arraignment hearing.  She was also wearing a bullet-proof vest.  What was I thinking?  "Head shot.  If you were really good and really fast, you could get in a head shot."

I'll have a full review after I download the full book, probably sometime in mid- to late August.  So far, I am deeply moved by the plot.  But I cannot say that this is a book I will enjoy.

A Forewarning

I have been working non-stop as a librarian since 1995.  I am a voracious reader who hates any form of censorship, book-banning, or any attempts to silence people, no matter what they are trying to say.  Some of my upcoming reviews will make people uncomfortable.  Some of them will not deal with BDSM or D/s, but will be works which have been banned or censored or kept out of public view for public reading consumption for various reasons--racist, Communist, homophobic, promotes homosexuality, promotes hatred, promotes religions besides Christianity/Judaism, and of course there's the porn, some of which may deal with BDSM and D/s, but most of which just describes sex, orgasms, and kink in general.

LET ME MAKE THIS CRYSTAL-CLEAR, DEAR READERS. . . YOU WILL DISAGREE WITH ME.  THAT IS PERFECTLY OK.  I MAY OR MAY NOT DISAGREE WITH YOU.  THAT IS ALSO PERFECTLY OK.  I WILL LOSE READERSHIP.  THAT IS OK.  BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW ANY VOICES TO BE SILENCED SIMPLY BECAUSE WE DISAGREE WITH ONE ANOTHER.  I WILL ALSO NOT TOLERATE ABUSE OR DIATRIBES BASED ON NOTHING BUT OVER-EMOTIONAL OPINIONS AND PLOYS TO TRY AND SWAY MY OPINION.  CLEAR?  GOOD!

Feel free to comment or e-mail.  It may take me awhile, but I will get back to you.  Yes, this also has a great deal to do with my current moderately-depressed state.  

Quick Update

So not only am I homesick and moderately depressed, I'm also pissed off.  While perusing a new acquisition today, I caught mention of a book by Barry Lyga, Boy Toy, about a young man who is raped by his teacher, who convinces him she's in love with him.  While attempting to download it onto my Kindle, I ran across another title, Sex Toys and Naughty Boys, which I also intend to review.  If I review Lyga's Boy Toy on this blog, it will be in regard to censorship, not kink.  The other title, however, will deal more with the kink than the censorship.  Or will it. . . . ?