Monday, April 17, 2006

my space our space and the woild

With all this attention to myspace from the greater public, I start to worry. I do strongly believe in protecting the children. I have a real problem with predators. Yep, SM people have morals. Maybe more than those that don’t think as much as we do.

We actually probably are much more conscious than nillas. But, society crosses their lines so easily (look at what is happening to _________ ).

And some of these nuts are on myspace, that really sux. And, how they are screwing up the ability to be “open” for some of us really bothers me. We need to be much more conscious of who we are and who we connect with!

A little while ago I believe one of the people who are looking for predators connected with me. It made me think about what that process is like correct me if I am wrong, but doesn’t the predator usually contact the victim instead of the other way around????

Usually the children are on here, being children the same way they do it in the world. Perhaps one of the most appealing things about myspace from the beginning for me was the creativity with which we can create our “locker”. This is what is the cool thing, and of course, the connecting.

Having profiles under 18 hidden is perfect. As a matter of fact a child I know I had per put herself up as an old, man with a weird name. We wanted her on yahoo so we could reach her, because our family is spread out all over the world.

When I was on yahoo, with my biz, I found people constantly sending me IM messages that were totally stupid and tasteless!

What I don’t get is why these idiots don’t hire a professional who can role-play with them, or go to a club where these fantasies are created. They can enjoy the power or whatever they are into there. Why they risk their existence, their lives and ours by being so dense.

The more I think about it, the more I realize something my mother did was quite smart. She chose someone to be a friend to me. Not real close, but someone I liked and felt comfortable with. Then when she wanted to convey something to me she would have her pass on that message. I was able to hear it and think I was keeping something from my mom. In reality, I know that now, they always talked about our conversations.

For some reason, all of us, adults and children don’t seem to listen to those we are close to! (For example a parent, wife, child should not teach same to drive).

Children deserve to be safe and protected. To become healthy adults. If you feel something weird about someone you are talking to or know then it is weird. Trust your senses.


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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Sunday, April 09, 2006

My story of GOR

I live on a different planet. It is different from GOR. Gor is a male supremacy based place, that I certainly would not feel comfortable, so I spend most my time in another place.

People who live in the realm of GOR have their own way, as do I. Since this happens to be 2006, and we all have been working hard for 20+ years at integrating the BDSM community so we can ALL live our fantasies, it is imperative we remember just that.

It is our created world that is supported by the BDSM/Leather community which exists at all because of the foresight of some of our early icons. That time in our community is paved with the emotions, and insight gained through much hardship by all of us who participated.

We marched, we fought, we loved, we played, and we moved forward. You can see this hard work reflected in the smaller community clubs. It excites me to participate in our development. While I don’t necessarily prescribe to everyone’s beliefs, I will fight tooth and nail to your rights to be whoever you believe yourself to be, as well as your right to play that out under consensual conditions!

To give each other the room to be who we are, is to honor our right to participate in the BDSM/Leather world.