The garden is a sea of sex. I am at home in the garden because, concealed within its infinity of microcosmic worlds, everything is sexual.
I was explaining to Will the other night my view of showy flowers. Showy flowers are the strumpets of the garden. They're the ones who stick out their internal reproductive organs as if screaming "fuck me, you bee, you butterfly, I can't get it soon enough!" Too strident, too desperate, which makes them pathetic, and for that I love them and keep some around. Red poppies are the wildest sluts, the streetwalkers of the garden. Asiatic lilies, the femmes fatales, heavily perfumed and exotically dressed, remind me we are all in the gutter but some of us stare at the stars.
Then their are the flowers which go to extreme to hide their tiny tender bits. Roses and camellias are Victorian prudes, putting out so many ruffles that bugs fall asleep in the folds drunk on their juice.
I love them all.
Gardens are nature's own orgies. Every flower is sex incarnate. Every flower is life.
Here's news that won't be surprising to high school boys: Breasts are a mystery. Scientists can't even fully explain our attraction to them, or the feelings they inspire in women. Breasts appear prominently in art forms throughout human history, but women still don't always appreciate them: A veteran bra-fitter said that women always see their own breasts as "too big or they're too little. They always want the opposite of what they have." Scientifically speaking, humans are anomalies in that females have protruding breasts even when they're not needed for feeding. That's a mystery for another day, but we do know that "Mamma" is the Latin word for breast, because it was the first sound a baby is able to make.
PHILADELPHIA (AP) — A Roman Catholic church official was convicted Friday of child endangerment but acquitted of conspiracy in a groundbreaking clergy-abuse trial, becoming the first U.S. church official convicted of a crime for mishandling abuse claims.
Monsignor William Lynn helped the archdiocese keep predators in ministry, and the public in the dark, by telling parishes their priests were being removed for health reasons and then sending the men to unsuspecting churches, prosecutors said.
I've lifted the tabloids on today's blogs from www.pulpinternational.com, a fantastic Net ride through the vintage pulp side of life. Readers contribute with commentary, and some of the gems are priceless. Here's one I was delighted to find -- if you don't already know her, you should definitely read her entire bio. Wild! Inspiring!
This golden issue of Confidential from August 1961 contains an article about the one and only Coccinelle, who was a French transsexual performer, almost forgotten outside her home country, but who set the world on fire fifty years ago. Born as Jacques Charles Dufresnoy, he adopted the stage name Coccinelle—Ladybug—in 1953 when he debuted at the nightclub Chez Madame Arthur. At the outset of his career, Coccinelle was a male cross-dresser, but in 1958 he underwent sex change surgery in Morocco with spectacular results, and her re-emergence onto the stage as a woman made her world famous. Adopting the persona of blonde bombshells like Mansfield and Monroe, she was able to parlay her status into film roles, and was also featured in a few shockumentaries, but it was on the stage that she shone, performing at some of France’s most exclusive clubs, including Le Carrousel and Paris Olympia.
Sorry if you were hoping to hear me live tonight but I need another day or two to figure out if and how people can call in during the show on Spreaker. Once that little headache is cleared, we will be ready to launch Radioship Gloria once more, under the magnificently imaginative title of "The Gloria Brame Show." I know. How long did it take me to come up with that snazzy name?
I'm moving platforms from blogtalkradio (which was censoring words like masturbation and porn in show descriptions, and burying my show in the shadows of hell) to spreaker.com, a nifty free speech-positive group out of San Francisco which has welcomed our brand of sexual intellectualism and kinky humor.
Anyway, come one and come all, and follow me on Spreaker. I've already transferred most of our old "Seriously Sexual" podcasts into my Spreaker archives, so if you've missed any previous shows, you can listen on the device of your choice without jumping through any hoops to find me. KEWL!
Here's the official show description -
Dr. Gloria Brame, best-selling author, sex therapist and one of the world's pre-eminent sexologists, Professor of Sexuality at iashs.edu, member of the Board of Directors at... See More woodhullalliance.org, educates and entertains on all aspects of human sexuality, with an emphasis on non-mainstream sexual behaviors and relationships. Co-hosted by Gloria's punky smartypants sidekick, the brilliant Jennifer Bangs.
I'm making it official, folks -- moving to Spreaker.com, where the mood is non-corporate, the staff non-liars, and the speech intellectually free. I've subscribed as a Broadcaster, and will play with the software today so I know wtf I'm doing tomorrow. Maybe. (if you're inclined to pray, throw in a hail mary for me)
Listeners should have NO problems finding me, following me, and listening to me. I'm transferring my blogtalkradio podcasts now, and will read them the riot act later when I cancel my account there. I fucking hate fucking censors, don't you? So here's hoping I can be my uncensored sexually free self for the long haul on Spreaker. Meanwhile, I'll probably change the time and day of the show so more of you can listen live. Who knew you all had plans on Friday nights? :p If you'd like to suggest times you think would be more convenient for you and your friends, my comment box craves your input. Peace out and Pax Vobiscum, you sexy peeps.
Last week at our board meeting of the Woodhull Sexual Freedom Alliance, we each made a commitment to ask one or more friends to consider a $100 donation. I've decided to jump right in and ask all friends, fans, and followers to consider a donation of ANY size! Yeah! :) Even $5 will make a difference to us.
Woodhull is doing the important work that nobody else is doing. The front line of the Religious Right's culture wars are virtually all related to sexual freedom rights: access to birth control, gay/lesbian equality, transgender rights, non-conventional family rights, sex education rights and so much more. To achieve our goals, we build community with a broad spectrum of sex-positive organizations and activists.
For sadomasochists who crave fun travel adventures, this private flat near London, England offers the consummate SM lovenest experience. Adorable!
The Rubber room features a Chesterfield Chair, 5 rubber catsuits, 2 rubber bags and 15 rubber hoods (both normal and inflatable!) more corporal punishment toys and a Cabinet full of surprises for any naughty boys! Coming soon this will also feature a full-length standing cage.