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May. 11th, 2012
The Sex in Reality
May. 11th, 2012 09:00 amI have come across a good few paragraphs on the bittersweetness of what I suppose is maturer sex. I got it from Tumblr, though, and like a lot of the material that is posted there, it is not well-sourced, but I will link it to a good place, if you do not mind soft porn.
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There’s the sex in our heads, and the sex in reality. The one in our heads is this ridiculous, hyperbolic, mythic shit. The kind that bards would sing ballads about, if bards still existed and if any of the things that bards sang was actually true. They’d pluck their lutes and weave an epic yarn of the sex that was had between you and me, and how it quite literally rocked the world. Of how our minds dribbled out of our ears once we were done, because they were well and truly blown.
That’s the kind of sex where you’re both Olympian athletes. And I don’t mean the kind that perform in the Olympics, I mean the ones that hangout in the clouds above the Mount, the ones who hold dominion over the sea and the air, and over running really fast. (What a little upstart Hermes was). We went for hours and days, and we did it in positions that were frankly quite ridiculous, and utterly impossible. We rewrote the Kama Sutra because that shit is tame as fuck, and we’re far more experimentalist and interesting than that.
In reality you need the pillows, because otherwise you’re going to strain your back. I need to pause for a second once I’ve pushed myself in, so that you can get used to it. I need to talk to you about it afterwards, once we’re in our comfortable clothes and we’re both a little bit tired, to make sure that it was all ok, and nothing was too zaney. In reality we cuddle after, and probably doze for a half hour or so.
No one’s singing about the reality, but then it’s none of the bard’s damn business.
-- RolledTrousers at Tumblr
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There’s the sex in our heads, and the sex in reality. The one in our heads is this ridiculous, hyperbolic, mythic shit. The kind that bards would sing ballads about, if bards still existed and if any of the things that bards sang was actually true. They’d pluck their lutes and weave an epic yarn of the sex that was had between you and me, and how it quite literally rocked the world. Of how our minds dribbled out of our ears once we were done, because they were well and truly blown.
That’s the kind of sex where you’re both Olympian athletes. And I don’t mean the kind that perform in the Olympics, I mean the ones that hangout in the clouds above the Mount, the ones who hold dominion over the sea and the air, and over running really fast. (What a little upstart Hermes was). We went for hours and days, and we did it in positions that were frankly quite ridiculous, and utterly impossible. We rewrote the Kama Sutra because that shit is tame as fuck, and we’re far more experimentalist and interesting than that.
In reality you need the pillows, because otherwise you’re going to strain your back. I need to pause for a second once I’ve pushed myself in, so that you can get used to it. I need to talk to you about it afterwards, once we’re in our comfortable clothes and we’re both a little bit tired, to make sure that it was all ok, and nothing was too zaney. In reality we cuddle after, and probably doze for a half hour or so.
No one’s singing about the reality, but then it’s none of the bard’s damn business.
-- RolledTrousers at Tumblr
The Sex in Reality
May. 11th, 2012 09:00 amI have come across a good few paragraphs on the bittersweetness of what I suppose is maturer sex. I got it from Tumblr, though, and like a lot of the material that is posted there, it is not well-sourced, but I will link it to a good place, if you do not mind soft porn.
_ _ _
There’s the sex in our heads, and the sex in reality. The one in our heads is this ridiculous, hyperbolic, mythic shit. The kind that bards would sing ballads about, if bards still existed and if any of the things that bards sang was actually true. They’d pluck their lutes and weave an epic yarn of the sex that was had between you and me, and how it quite literally rocked the world. Of how our minds dribbled out of our ears once we were done, because they were well and truly blown.
That’s the kind of sex where you’re both Olympian athletes. And I don’t mean the kind that perform in the Olympics, I mean the ones that hangout in the clouds above the Mount, the ones who hold dominion over the sea and the air, and over running really fast. (What a little upstart Hermes was). We went for hours and days, and we did it in positions that were frankly quite ridiculous, and utterly impossible. We rewrote the Kama Sutra because that shit is tame as fuck, and we’re far more experimentalist and interesting than that.
In reality you need the pillows, because otherwise you’re going to strain your back. I need to pause for a second once I’ve pushed myself in, so that you can get used to it. I need to talk to you about it afterwards, once we’re in our comfortable clothes and we’re both a little bit tired, to make sure that it was all ok, and nothing was too zaney. In reality we cuddle after, and probably doze for a half hour or so.
No one’s singing about the reality, but then it’s none of the bard’s damn business.
-- RolledTrousers at Tumblr
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There’s the sex in our heads, and the sex in reality. The one in our heads is this ridiculous, hyperbolic, mythic shit. The kind that bards would sing ballads about, if bards still existed and if any of the things that bards sang was actually true. They’d pluck their lutes and weave an epic yarn of the sex that was had between you and me, and how it quite literally rocked the world. Of how our minds dribbled out of our ears once we were done, because they were well and truly blown.
That’s the kind of sex where you’re both Olympian athletes. And I don’t mean the kind that perform in the Olympics, I mean the ones that hangout in the clouds above the Mount, the ones who hold dominion over the sea and the air, and over running really fast. (What a little upstart Hermes was). We went for hours and days, and we did it in positions that were frankly quite ridiculous, and utterly impossible. We rewrote the Kama Sutra because that shit is tame as fuck, and we’re far more experimentalist and interesting than that.
In reality you need the pillows, because otherwise you’re going to strain your back. I need to pause for a second once I’ve pushed myself in, so that you can get used to it. I need to talk to you about it afterwards, once we’re in our comfortable clothes and we’re both a little bit tired, to make sure that it was all ok, and nothing was too zaney. In reality we cuddle after, and probably doze for a half hour or so.
No one’s singing about the reality, but then it’s none of the bard’s damn business.
-- RolledTrousers at Tumblr
What Ailes Us
May. 11th, 2012 12:00 pmWe know that Fox News is a Republican propaganda machine, and we can guess how its head, Roger Ailes, made it that way, but I came across a good quote from an extensive article on the subject, and the colorful detail is worth keeping.
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At the Fox News holiday party the year the network overtook archrival CNN in the cable ratings, tipsy employees were herded down to the basement of a Midtown bar in New York. As they gathered around a television mounted high on the wall, an image flashed to life, glowing bright in the darkened tavern: the MSNBC logo. A chorus of boos erupted among the Fox faithful. The CNN logo followed, and the catcalls multiplied. Then a third slide appeared, with a telling twist. In place of the logo for Fox News was a beneficent visage: the face of the network’s founder. The man known to his fiercest loyalists simply as "the Chairman" – Roger Ailes.
“It was as though we were looking at Mao,” recalls Charlie Reina, a former Fox News producer. The Foxistas went wild. They let the dogs out. Woof! Woof! Woof! Even those who disliked the way Ailes runs his network joined in the display of fealty, given the culture of intimidation at Fox News. “It’s like the Soviet Union or China: People are always looking over their shoulders,” says a former executive with the network’s parent, News Corp. “There are people who turn people in.”
[...]
Ailes then embarked on a purge of existing staffers at Fox News. “There was a litmus test,” recalled Joe Peyronnin, whom Ailes displaced as head of the network. “He was going to figure out who was liberal or conservative when he came in, and try to get rid of the liberals.” When Ailes suspected a journalist wasn’t far enough to the right for his tastes, he’d spring an accusation: “Why are you a liberal?” If staffers had worked at one of the major news networks, Ailes would force them to defend working at a place like CBS – which he spat out as “the Communist Broadcast System.” To replace the veterans he fired, Ailes brought in droves of inexperienced up-and-comers – enabling him to weave his own political biases into the network’s DNA. To oversee the young newsroom, he recruited John Moody, a conservative veteran of Time. As recounted by journalist Scott Collins in Crazy Like a Fox, the Chairman gave Moody explicit ideological marching orders. “One of the problems we have to work on here together when we start this network is that most journalists are liberals,” Ailes told Moody. “And we’ve got to fight that.” Reporters understood that a right-wing bias was hard-wired into what they did from the start. “All outward appearances were that it was just like any other newsroom,” says a former anchor. “But you knew that the way to get ahead was to show your color – and that your color was red.” Red state, that is.
-- Tim Dickinson, "How Roger Ailes Built the Fox News Fear Factory" at Rolling Stone Magazine
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At the Fox News holiday party the year the network overtook archrival CNN in the cable ratings, tipsy employees were herded down to the basement of a Midtown bar in New York. As they gathered around a television mounted high on the wall, an image flashed to life, glowing bright in the darkened tavern: the MSNBC logo. A chorus of boos erupted among the Fox faithful. The CNN logo followed, and the catcalls multiplied. Then a third slide appeared, with a telling twist. In place of the logo for Fox News was a beneficent visage: the face of the network’s founder. The man known to his fiercest loyalists simply as "the Chairman" – Roger Ailes.
“It was as though we were looking at Mao,” recalls Charlie Reina, a former Fox News producer. The Foxistas went wild. They let the dogs out. Woof! Woof! Woof! Even those who disliked the way Ailes runs his network joined in the display of fealty, given the culture of intimidation at Fox News. “It’s like the Soviet Union or China: People are always looking over their shoulders,” says a former executive with the network’s parent, News Corp. “There are people who turn people in.”
[...]
Ailes then embarked on a purge of existing staffers at Fox News. “There was a litmus test,” recalled Joe Peyronnin, whom Ailes displaced as head of the network. “He was going to figure out who was liberal or conservative when he came in, and try to get rid of the liberals.” When Ailes suspected a journalist wasn’t far enough to the right for his tastes, he’d spring an accusation: “Why are you a liberal?” If staffers had worked at one of the major news networks, Ailes would force them to defend working at a place like CBS – which he spat out as “the Communist Broadcast System.” To replace the veterans he fired, Ailes brought in droves of inexperienced up-and-comers – enabling him to weave his own political biases into the network’s DNA. To oversee the young newsroom, he recruited John Moody, a conservative veteran of Time. As recounted by journalist Scott Collins in Crazy Like a Fox, the Chairman gave Moody explicit ideological marching orders. “One of the problems we have to work on here together when we start this network is that most journalists are liberals,” Ailes told Moody. “And we’ve got to fight that.” Reporters understood that a right-wing bias was hard-wired into what they did from the start. “All outward appearances were that it was just like any other newsroom,” says a former anchor. “But you knew that the way to get ahead was to show your color – and that your color was red.” Red state, that is.
-- Tim Dickinson, "How Roger Ailes Built the Fox News Fear Factory" at Rolling Stone Magazine
What Ailes Us
May. 11th, 2012 12:00 pmWe know that Fox News is a Republican propaganda machine, and we can guess how its head, Roger Ailes, made it that way, but I came across a good quote from an extensive article on the subject, and the colorful detail is worth keeping.
_ _ _
At the Fox News holiday party the year the network overtook archrival CNN in the cable ratings, tipsy employees were herded down to the basement of a Midtown bar in New York. As they gathered around a television mounted high on the wall, an image flashed to life, glowing bright in the darkened tavern: the MSNBC logo. A chorus of boos erupted among the Fox faithful. The CNN logo followed, and the catcalls multiplied. Then a third slide appeared, with a telling twist. In place of the logo for Fox News was a beneficent visage: the face of the network’s founder. The man known to his fiercest loyalists simply as "the Chairman" – Roger Ailes.
“It was as though we were looking at Mao,” recalls Charlie Reina, a former Fox News producer. The Foxistas went wild. They let the dogs out. Woof! Woof! Woof! Even those who disliked the way Ailes runs his network joined in the display of fealty, given the culture of intimidation at Fox News. “It’s like the Soviet Union or China: People are always looking over their shoulders,” says a former executive with the network’s parent, News Corp. “There are people who turn people in.”
[...]
Ailes then embarked on a purge of existing staffers at Fox News. “There was a litmus test,” recalled Joe Peyronnin, whom Ailes displaced as head of the network. “He was going to figure out who was liberal or conservative when he came in, and try to get rid of the liberals.” When Ailes suspected a journalist wasn’t far enough to the right for his tastes, he’d spring an accusation: “Why are you a liberal?” If staffers had worked at one of the major news networks, Ailes would force them to defend working at a place like CBS – which he spat out as “the Communist Broadcast System.” To replace the veterans he fired, Ailes brought in droves of inexperienced up-and-comers – enabling him to weave his own political biases into the network’s DNA. To oversee the young newsroom, he recruited John Moody, a conservative veteran of Time. As recounted by journalist Scott Collins in Crazy Like a Fox, the Chairman gave Moody explicit ideological marching orders. “One of the problems we have to work on here together when we start this network is that most journalists are liberals,” Ailes told Moody. “And we’ve got to fight that.” Reporters understood that a right-wing bias was hard-wired into what they did from the start. “All outward appearances were that it was just like any other newsroom,” says a former anchor. “But you knew that the way to get ahead was to show your color – and that your color was red.” Red state, that is.
-- Tim Dickinson, "How Roger Ailes Built the Fox News Fear Factory" at Rolling Stone Magazine
_ _ _
At the Fox News holiday party the year the network overtook archrival CNN in the cable ratings, tipsy employees were herded down to the basement of a Midtown bar in New York. As they gathered around a television mounted high on the wall, an image flashed to life, glowing bright in the darkened tavern: the MSNBC logo. A chorus of boos erupted among the Fox faithful. The CNN logo followed, and the catcalls multiplied. Then a third slide appeared, with a telling twist. In place of the logo for Fox News was a beneficent visage: the face of the network’s founder. The man known to his fiercest loyalists simply as "the Chairman" – Roger Ailes.
“It was as though we were looking at Mao,” recalls Charlie Reina, a former Fox News producer. The Foxistas went wild. They let the dogs out. Woof! Woof! Woof! Even those who disliked the way Ailes runs his network joined in the display of fealty, given the culture of intimidation at Fox News. “It’s like the Soviet Union or China: People are always looking over their shoulders,” says a former executive with the network’s parent, News Corp. “There are people who turn people in.”
[...]
Ailes then embarked on a purge of existing staffers at Fox News. “There was a litmus test,” recalled Joe Peyronnin, whom Ailes displaced as head of the network. “He was going to figure out who was liberal or conservative when he came in, and try to get rid of the liberals.” When Ailes suspected a journalist wasn’t far enough to the right for his tastes, he’d spring an accusation: “Why are you a liberal?” If staffers had worked at one of the major news networks, Ailes would force them to defend working at a place like CBS – which he spat out as “the Communist Broadcast System.” To replace the veterans he fired, Ailes brought in droves of inexperienced up-and-comers – enabling him to weave his own political biases into the network’s DNA. To oversee the young newsroom, he recruited John Moody, a conservative veteran of Time. As recounted by journalist Scott Collins in Crazy Like a Fox, the Chairman gave Moody explicit ideological marching orders. “One of the problems we have to work on here together when we start this network is that most journalists are liberals,” Ailes told Moody. “And we’ve got to fight that.” Reporters understood that a right-wing bias was hard-wired into what they did from the start. “All outward appearances were that it was just like any other newsroom,” says a former anchor. “But you knew that the way to get ahead was to show your color – and that your color was red.” Red state, that is.
-- Tim Dickinson, "How Roger Ailes Built the Fox News Fear Factory" at Rolling Stone Magazine
Hamlet (3,1) My Conscience!
May. 11th, 2012 05:53 pmPolonius eagerly sets and baits his trap for Hamlet.
LORD POLONIUS
Ophelia, walk you here.
[To Claudius]
Gracious, so please you,
We will bestow ourselves.
[To Ophelia]
Read on this book;
That show of such an exercise may colour
Your loneliness.
[An aside to Claudius]
We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
KING CLAUDIUS
O, 'tis too true!
[An aside, as Polonius fusses about Ophelia]
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
Than is my deed to my most painted word:
O heavy burden!
LORD POLONIUS
I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS
Marvin Rosenberg notes that some productions leave out Claudius’s aside, so as to render him more villainous by omitting this show of guilt. I favor having this complicative dimension to his character, which is further enriched in the upcoming scene in which he prays in vain for repentance. Indeed, I can feel that we could use an extra scene or two to further draw out this side of Claudius, making the story and the dramatics that much more engrossing.
If one would like to develop that mood, I strongly recommending reading John Updike’s novel “Gertrude and Claudius”, which is a prequel to the play. In brief, it tells the story of a fairly loveless marriage between Gertrude and the elder Hamlet, and of a younger, detached brother, Claudius. Updike paints a beautiful picture of a romance that blossoms between Gertrude and Claudius, which will lead to the murder of the king and the marriage to Gertrude. It is such an affecting story that you can feel that the real tragedy is that young Hamlet should come to destroy the better brother and the realization of a happy marriage. Thus the moral balance of the play is interestingly shifted. In particular, it makes the guilt that Claudius shows in the play to be particularly poignant.
LORD POLONIUS
Ophelia, walk you here.
[To Claudius]
Gracious, so please you,
We will bestow ourselves.
[To Ophelia]
Read on this book;
That show of such an exercise may colour
Your loneliness.
[An aside to Claudius]
We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
KING CLAUDIUS
O, 'tis too true!
[An aside, as Polonius fusses about Ophelia]
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
Than is my deed to my most painted word:
O heavy burden!
LORD POLONIUS
I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS
Marvin Rosenberg notes that some productions leave out Claudius’s aside, so as to render him more villainous by omitting this show of guilt. I favor having this complicative dimension to his character, which is further enriched in the upcoming scene in which he prays in vain for repentance. Indeed, I can feel that we could use an extra scene or two to further draw out this side of Claudius, making the story and the dramatics that much more engrossing.
If one would like to develop that mood, I strongly recommending reading John Updike’s novel “Gertrude and Claudius”, which is a prequel to the play. In brief, it tells the story of a fairly loveless marriage between Gertrude and the elder Hamlet, and of a younger, detached brother, Claudius. Updike paints a beautiful picture of a romance that blossoms between Gertrude and Claudius, which will lead to the murder of the king and the marriage to Gertrude. It is such an affecting story that you can feel that the real tragedy is that young Hamlet should come to destroy the better brother and the realization of a happy marriage. Thus the moral balance of the play is interestingly shifted. In particular, it makes the guilt that Claudius shows in the play to be particularly poignant.
Hamlet (3,1) My Conscience!
May. 11th, 2012 05:53 pmPolonius eagerly sets and baits his trap for Hamlet.
LORD POLONIUS
Ophelia, walk you here.
[To Claudius]
Gracious, so please you,
We will bestow ourselves.
[To Ophelia]
Read on this book;
That show of such an exercise may colour
Your loneliness.
[An aside to Claudius]
We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
KING CLAUDIUS
O, 'tis too true!
[An aside, as Polonius fusses about Ophelia]
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
Than is my deed to my most painted word:
O heavy burden!
LORD POLONIUS
I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS
Marvin Rosenberg notes that some productions leave out Claudius’s aside, so as to render him more villainous by omitting this show of guilt. I favor having this complicative dimension to his character, which is further enriched in the upcoming scene in which he prays in vain for repentance. Indeed, I can feel that we could use an extra scene or two to further draw out this side of Claudius, making the story and the dramatics that much more engrossing.
If one would like to develop that mood, I strongly recommending reading John Updike’s novel “Gertrude and Claudius”, which is a prequel to the play. In brief, it tells the story of a fairly loveless marriage between Gertrude and the elder Hamlet, and of a younger, detached brother, Claudius. Updike paints a beautiful picture of a romance that blossoms between Gertrude and Claudius, which will lead to the murder of the king and the marriage to Gertrude. It is such an affecting story that you can feel that the real tragedy is that young Hamlet should come to destroy the better brother and the realization of a happy marriage. Thus the moral balance of the play is interestingly shifted. In particular, it makes the guilt that Claudius shows in the play to be particularly poignant.
LORD POLONIUS
Ophelia, walk you here.
[To Claudius]
Gracious, so please you,
We will bestow ourselves.
[To Ophelia]
Read on this book;
That show of such an exercise may colour
Your loneliness.
[An aside to Claudius]
We are oft to blame in this,--
'Tis too much proved--that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
KING CLAUDIUS
O, 'tis too true!
[An aside, as Polonius fusses about Ophelia]
How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
Than is my deed to my most painted word:
O heavy burden!
LORD POLONIUS
I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord.
Exeunt KING CLAUDIUS and POLONIUS
Marvin Rosenberg notes that some productions leave out Claudius’s aside, so as to render him more villainous by omitting this show of guilt. I favor having this complicative dimension to his character, which is further enriched in the upcoming scene in which he prays in vain for repentance. Indeed, I can feel that we could use an extra scene or two to further draw out this side of Claudius, making the story and the dramatics that much more engrossing.
If one would like to develop that mood, I strongly recommending reading John Updike’s novel “Gertrude and Claudius”, which is a prequel to the play. In brief, it tells the story of a fairly loveless marriage between Gertrude and the elder Hamlet, and of a younger, detached brother, Claudius. Updike paints a beautiful picture of a romance that blossoms between Gertrude and Claudius, which will lead to the murder of the king and the marriage to Gertrude. It is such an affecting story that you can feel that the real tragedy is that young Hamlet should come to destroy the better brother and the realization of a happy marriage. Thus the moral balance of the play is interestingly shifted. In particular, it makes the guilt that Claudius shows in the play to be particularly poignant.
Charlie Chaplin and the Great Reality
May. 11th, 2012 09:00 pm“Although not a pessimist or a misanthrope, there are days when contact with any human being makes me physically ill. I am oppressed at such times and in such periods by what was known among the Romantics as world-weariness. I feel a total stranger to life.
Solitude is the only relief. The dream-world is then the great reality; the real world an illusion. I go to my library and live with the great abstract thinkers—Spinoza, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche and Walter Pater.”
-- Charlie Chaplin
Philosophy is a bit too abstract for me. Give me a few of the great novelists, some poetry and Shakespeare, and I will be okay.
Solitude is the only relief. The dream-world is then the great reality; the real world an illusion. I go to my library and live with the great abstract thinkers—Spinoza, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche and Walter Pater.”
-- Charlie Chaplin
Philosophy is a bit too abstract for me. Give me a few of the great novelists, some poetry and Shakespeare, and I will be okay.
Charlie Chaplin and the Great Reality
May. 11th, 2012 09:00 pm“Although not a pessimist or a misanthrope, there are days when contact with any human being makes me physically ill. I am oppressed at such times and in such periods by what was known among the Romantics as world-weariness. I feel a total stranger to life.
Solitude is the only relief. The dream-world is then the great reality; the real world an illusion. I go to my library and live with the great abstract thinkers—Spinoza, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche and Walter Pater.”
-- Charlie Chaplin
Philosophy is a bit too abstract for me. Give me a few of the great novelists, some poetry and Shakespeare, and I will be okay.
Solitude is the only relief. The dream-world is then the great reality; the real world an illusion. I go to my library and live with the great abstract thinkers—Spinoza, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche and Walter Pater.”
-- Charlie Chaplin
Philosophy is a bit too abstract for me. Give me a few of the great novelists, some poetry and Shakespeare, and I will be okay.