For lots of obvious reasons, people love to ruin and misrepresent BDSM. It’s titillating. It’s weird. It’s there for the storyteller’s taking to destroy, distort and exploit for whatever effect they seek. Here are two great examples.

The Frenchman and I last night watched the really terrible Roger Rees movie, Going Under. I was surprised to see Roger Rees’ hard cock at least three times. Not peeking out, either, but bobbing in the breezes. Woo! Sadly, even this generous revelation was not enough to save this truly appalling film. The BDSM scenes were tepid at best and certainly not remotely realistic. The woman who played the pro domme was annoying to watch with her atrocious acting and unbrushed hair. It would have been okay if it was actually a movie about a therapist curious about BDSM who makes an appointment with a dominatrix and winds up discovering his true sexuality. But no. It had to be this confused mess about a kinky therapist with a wife who apparently lets him see pro dommes, even when it’s clear that he’s fallen in love with the one he’s been seeing for the last two years. It starts at the point where he and the domme have already crossed lines. Roger’s character is this sniveling, sneaky bastard who takes advantage of his open-minded wife by trying to seduce his domme as soon as his wife goes away for the summer to write. The BDSM players are all emotionally screwed up jackasses, wrecking every relationship they have with their runty intimacy skills.

And then someone recently pointed this one out to me: “Writing the Whip.” It’s a “diary” by a supposed professional dominatrix on the site where the 6 Word Memoir thing was born. My pal asked me specifically to read the entry about kidnapping. Are you fucking kidding me? This woman claims to have drank “several flutes of champagne” before commencing a kidnapping scene — get this — in a foreign country with a guy who doesn’t speak English. Sorry to piss on your stilettos, Mistress 21-year-old Asian Pro Domme Ivy League School Graduate*, but you’re romping in the floaty dandelions of a Ridley Scott fantasy flick.

Of course now we’re getting onto the topic of how we live in a world of “reality” victims who gorge themselves on whatever excrement someone puts out there as long as they say it’s “real.” This is just beyond silly and dumb. Can’t we just acknowledge the fantasy and say, “Yes, but I like it anyway”? Whatever happened to loving soap operas and calling them “my stories,” taking the characters to heart because they’re people you can care about? It’s just baffling.

Now back at it.


Amazon: What a Maroon! Redux

I wrote to Amazon again because I’m a masochist but also because I noticed that, on the blog entries under anthologies, they don’t list blog entries by date. Whichever co-author posts first gets their blog post at the top, where it stays as other author blog posts pile up underneath. I wrote to Amazon Connect to suggest that they order blog entries by date, putting the freshest post on top like a regular blog. Here was their reply:

Greetings from

Thank you for writing to with your comments about the way
Author Blogs appear on the product page for anthology titles.

At this time, authors of anthologies that are AmazonConnect members
will appear alphabetically by first name in order to avoid any type
of posting competition.

We appreciate your suggestion, however, and I’ll be sure to pass
your message on to the appropriate department in our company for
consideration. Customer feedback like yours is very important in
helping us continue to improve the selection and service we provide.

Thank you for your interest in AmazonConnect.

Best regards,

Meegan M.
Amazon Connect

“Posting competition”??? Are we, like, fifth graders trying to see who can post more than the other person? What the hell? And listing posts by “first name” is obscenely retarded, especially given that books aren’t listed by the author’s “first name.” I wrote back to “Meegan M.” explaining why this solution was lame in the head and insulting on top of it all.

Excuse me, but I gotta cut this post short because I need to get back to my “posting competition” with all you co-authors out there. Geesh!