Social Networks

For the longest time I avoided social networks. I didn't tweet, have a Facebook page or work on a blog. I didn't see the point. I still don't have a Facebook page. Facebook's privacy policy gives me cause for concern. Besides I really don't have anything to put there. The reason I have a Twitter account is so I can join in the conversation on the TBS Big Bang Theory app. What really surprises me is that I actually have followers. 50 of them at last count. Of course, some of the first ones were porn bots. I guess that comes with the territory. But I have actual people that follow my tweets. Why exactly I don't know. It's not like I'm tweeting anything especially profound. And then there's this blog. I'm not expecting a lot of readers. This is primarily a place for me to sound off about this and that. If people read it, that's ok. If they don't, that's ok too. Your comments are welcome. Mike

Pious Hypocrites

What's the deal with the fucking church these days? They spend their time railing against consenting gay adults when they ask for equal rights. Because they're against contraception and birth control, they want to deny coverage of these services to anyone working at Christian institutions regardless of the insured's beliefs. They whine, bitch, piss and moan whenever they feel someone is denying them their First Amendment rights but think nothing of trampling on the religious rights of everyone else. Recently, they protested against a group of nuns because they spent more time giving aid and comfort to the poor than they did protesting against gay people that want equal rights. These pious hypocrites suffer from rectal cranial inversion. They have their collective heads shoved up their collective asses. And to make matters even worse, these sanctimonious fascists cover up the pedophilic depredations of their own clergy. What gives? Why is protecting the church's reputation more important than protecting children from rapists? The church has routinely sheltered molesters. They pay off the victims' families and move the offending priest to an area where his crimes are unknown. Once there, he starts raping more children. If the church truly practiced what they preached, the pedophiles in their ranks would be purged. They'd make Goddamn sure that they never, NEVER, get a chance to commit such crimes again. They'd also make sure the victims get the proper therapy so they don't become pedophiles themselves. But I guess that's not the Christian thing to do.

Idiosyncrasies of a Sexual Nature

Is it wrong to objectify someone? For the longest time, I've had a fetish for bondage and latex. I've always found the image of a beautiful woman bound and gagged to be VERY arousing. Sheathing her in skintight latex only added to my enjoyment. She went from being a woman to being a sex toy. A soft rubber plaything designed solely for my sexual gratification. She ceased to be a person. Clearly such feelings meant that all wasn't right in my head. I was always a rather shy person, especially around women I was attracted to. I had a hard time approaching them let alone talking to them. So in my fantasies, I turned them into objects thus removing the fear of rejection. Over the course of time, I discovered that my bondage fetish wasn't some kind of aberration. There were other people out there that enjoy being objectified at times and others that enjoy objectifying people in sexual situations. One of my greatest desires is to find a woman that wants to be my object of lust and worship. Someone I can envelop in latex, bind, gag and lavish my affection upon. The problem is my knowledge of BDSM is entirely theoretical. I've never had any practical experience. Most women interested in BDSM are looking for an experienced partner. How am I going to get that experience? This mental itch has been unscratched for far too long. The latest fetish to enter the picture is zentai. Zentai is a tight, full body covering garment usually made of Lycra. A standard suit covers you from head to toe. No part of you is visible. You become effectively anonymous. Women wearing zentai look like some sort of cloth doll or, in the case of metallic zentai, android. It's another form of objectification. I've two zentai suits on order, one standard black and one metallic black. I can't wait to try them on. I admit there are times when I don't want to be me or, for that matter, someone else. I simply want to be nobody, anonymous. Being completely enclosed in the zentai suit would separate me from the rest of the world. My universe would shrink to the boundary of the suit and it would limit my ability to perceive the world beyond said boundary. To some extent, I'd become a universe unto myself. Interesting thought. So here I am, frustrated and unable to satisfy my sexual predilections. Hopefully, I'll get my act together and find my object of lust and worship. Only time will tell. Mike

Opening statements

Welcome dear reader to my new blog. Before I start ranting on various topics, some guidelines need to set. First and foremost, any opinions expressed here are mine and mine alone. I'm not speaking for anyone else. Second, if you're easily offended, leave now. On occasion I may let off some steam about something that really irritates me and I don't plan to pull any punches or be politically correct. 'Nuff said.