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”The Sexist Business Of Sex Writing
I'm pissed. It's an anger that's been on a slow boil that's beginning to bubble over, and at this point, there's no putting a lid on it. I've been writing about sex on a pretty public platform for some time now, at first anonymously, and then under my real name. I've had to endure ignorant assumptions and cheap shots made about my looks, my weight, my vagina, my tits, my sexual health, my mental health, my morality, my character — and all for what? Being honest? For liking sex? I've poured my guts out all over my keyboard, and I'm well aware that that invites criticism, particularly on the internet, where people think they can say whatever the fuck they please — in the most offensive manner possible that they would never employ in real life — with impunity because they're protected behind a shroud of anonymity. It's frustrating. And lemme tell you, I am so sick of people telling me, "You write about sex and personal issues. You have to accept that people will sling insults." Fuck. That. Shit. I don't have to accept it. I refuse to accept it. Mostly because I know that this wouldn't happen if I were a man.
More »For All Who Have Rolled Up Their Catholic School Kilts Three Or More Times...
Under normal circumstances I probably would not deign to ask a favor of his Holiness the Pontiff on his trip to our shores, but I was recently called to action by the news of the slow extinction of a venerable Catholic tradition that I believe to be a matter of universal concern. I know you to be a man of tradition, Pope Benedict XVI, so perhaps you can take some sort of action to preserve the long-observed ritual "the rolling up of the kilt." (It is like the "laying on of the hands" of sluts.) The rolling up of the Catholic school uniform kilt is perhaps my favorite of all Roman Catholic rituals, and to anyone who does not understand the comfort and salvation from my bitterness etc. that my continued association with the Catholic Church affords: I invite you to view this great faith through its lens. More »Harvard Virgin Leo Keliher Not As Horny As The Times Made It Sound
Remember Leo Keliher? He's that virgin I made fun of last week after the New York Times Magazine published his musings on why he felt it important to deny his ever-present lust. It was a really cheap shot, not that it isn't always a cheap shot with me, but it was a cheap shot because some of the things he said made me think about actually thinking about the whole thing — lust, desire, need, self-sacrifice, blah blah — for a few minutes before I took the whole "God grant me the wisdom/empathy/attention span to resist the overpowering urge to turn this whole story into an explicit doggy style church pew fantasy, but not just yet" route. Leo, the son of a child molester whose mom's second husband had left her for a woman 20 years younger, who had seen a lot of shit for someone barely born in the Reagan administration, seemed like an extraordinarily thoughtful person. I emailed to tell him that, and he emailed me back and I thought I'd share. More »Dear Ivy League Virgins: Did You Ever Think Maybe Fucking Once In Awhile Would Make You More Fun?
What if I had stayed a virgin? I entertain this thought sometimes, like when reading the New York Times Magazine story on Ivy League virgins. The difference between Ivy League virgins and regular virgins is that while regular virgins are scared of kids and Eternal Damnation, Ivy League virgins are scared of oxytocin. And to that end, they're not completely retarded. Oxytocin is the neurotransmitter released in the state commonly known as "infatuation", and it's probably the reason I personally sort of avoid sex these days, because of the chance said sex will lead to infatuation, which can be really fucking distracting. But I'm glad I wasn't always this way, because of girls like Janie Fredell. Janie, pictured, is a virgin. She is very very serious about limiting her oxytocin. She is so serious that she doesn't realize that her best friend Leo, an aspiring monk and her male partner in Harvard's "True Love Revolution" abstinence club, jerks off every morning to a fantasy about fucking her doggy style in a confessional. No seriously! I mean, the story doesn't specify the doggy style, but check out this passage. More »
bold and wise
90-Year-Old English Slut On Sex: "You Don't Really Miss It"
British literary editor, novelist and memoirist Diana Athill is officially our kind of woman. The Daily Mail has a piece on her today — she has a new memoir, Somewhere Towards The End, to plug — and she gave some really choice quotes ("There was a time when, although I didn't have the energy to go out looking for men, if they turned up, I slept with them. It sort of cheered me up"). And while such bon mots coming from an elderly woman — 90 friggin' years old! — who can't remember how many men she's slept with are amusing, the fact that she can be so frank, forthcoming, and no-bullshit about the life she's led (and continues to lead) is really inspiring. After the jump, check out some of her remarks about sex then, and now, including her musings on preferring black men over white men. More »
textbook misogyny
Frat Boy Shown With "Sluts" Sign Says He Never Disrespects Women
Remember the charming boys at the Yale chapter of the Zeta Psi fraternity who posed with a sign proclaiming "We Love Yale SLUTS" directly in front of the campus women's center? Well, the frat boy holding the sign, Yale football player Giovanni Christodoulou, was interviewed yesterday by a New Haven Fox affiliate, and while he apologizes for his actions, he doesn't exactly take responsibility either. "I never disrespect women...We're all terribly sorry and we learned our lesson," Gio says. But earlier in the clip, he claims: "I never even read the sign, they gave me the sign, I held it up. They said it was a scavenger hunt." Regardless, it's unclear if the case would hold up in court, and even if it did, would it prevent future idiot frat boys from making ignorant comments to women?More »
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Bad Girls Club: Don't Cross A Stripper, 'Cause She'll Fight You In A Bikini
Even though she made a bad first impression on us, we've actually really grown to like Darlen, the skinny bitch from Bad Girls Club. It turns out that Neveen and Hanna are the biggest assholes in the house. Ever since Cordelia — the one who's appeared in pornos — talked earnestly about her career as a stripper and what sort of stuff she's into sexually (anal!), Neveen and Hanna have openly mocked her relentlessly. (Seriously, those girls are evil assholes, and sadly, the way they call Darlen and Cordelia "dumb slut" and "stupid whore" makes us want to reach through the TV and flick them on the forehead.) In the clip above, Darlen, pissed at Neveen and Hanna's blatant disrespect for her roommate and for sex workers in general, morphs into "Captain Save A Ho" and stands up for her friend. The fight gets like beer-commercial sexy though, as one of Darlen's breasts keeps falling out of her bikini, and Neveen decides to pour milk all over her.
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Bathroom Ads Warn Against The Dangers Of Drunk Sluts
Thedrunk girl leaning up against the wall in the men's room with her legs open? She isn't a real girl, but a large sticker. It's an "ambient ad" (advertising that occurs in a non-standard medium) to warn against the dangers of drinking too much. The ambient ad was created for an anti-drunk driving organization called Arrive Alive, and while we think the intentions behind the campaign are benevolent, the execution is bullshit. First of all, why is that girl even in the men's room? And why does she look like she's posing for a Suicide Girls photo set? Is she supposed to be turning guys off from binge drinking or turning them on to date rape? Wait till you see the one for the ladies' room, after the jump. More »Right-Wing Media Calls Single Women Voters "Stupid"; We Call Them "Slutty"
The Situation Room on CNN reported yesterday that it's becoming apparent that single women voters might be powerful enough to make Hillary Clinton our next president, and out of fear of ovaries in the Oval Office, certain people in the media have tried to downplay the importance of the demographic. And what do you know, they mentioned Jezebel as one of the culprits! Reporter Carol Costello made the totally valid argument about how people like Ann Coulter and Tucker Carlson (assuming you even consider those two human, instead of, you know, Satan's spawn and a My Buddy doll) are saying that women voters are "stupid" as a way to discourage them from even showing up at the polls. We were brought into the convo when we covered the Obama girl video and said that he has "The Elusive Slutty Anxious Female Demographic" behind him. First of all, like, duh, it's a joke...kinda. But secondly, we don't really sling around the term "slutty" as an insult around these parts. It's more of a qualifier. Oh, and also, some of us actually are slutty (and proud of it!), but none of us, regardless of who we're gonna vote for, are stupid.
Tyra Ain't Got No Love For Women Who Love Sex
I'm a loyal viewer of Tyra — I know, I'm sick! I hate myself for loving her! — so I'm well aware of her anti-porn attitudes and how she subscribes to a whole bunch of gender stereotypes when it comes to sexuality. So yesterday, when she had on "women who are proud to be sexually aggressive" I just knew I'd be annoyed. And annoyed I was: Instead of booking regular, fun sluts (like me!), she went extreme and featured women who host sex parties, and a girl who exclusively engages in one-night stands she sets up on Craigslist. Tyra often insists that women who crave casual sex must be emotionally or psychologically damaged, but this time, instead of doing too much of the proselytizing herself, she got other guests to do it for her. Needless to say, it was incredibly frustrating hear the bedroom behavior of the sexually dominant women explained away as character flaws due to some sort of inner "emptiness." Because as I understand intimately, the only voids some women are trying to fill are the ones between their legs. Clip above.
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Sluts: They're Not Whores, They're Just Friendly!
Is it possible that I'm slutty because I'm...a good, kind person? Absolutely, say scientists at Villanova and Rutgers Universities studying the interpersonal "meaning" of promiscuity. Charting personality traits against the number of sexual partners, Patrick and Charlotte Markey, who headed up the study, found that those who get around the most are either warm/affectionate or cold/distant, with few falling in between, a statistic that holds true for both men and women. According to Patrick:Some people might sleep with multiple partners not because they are selfish but because they view sexual activity as an extremely warm activity and want to share it with others.More »
The Dangers Of Dressing Down In Vegas
Remember that hooker-roundup clip we ran with that awesome Reno 911-esque cop who was very matter-of-fact with all the working girls? Well here she is again in a clip from one of our new favorite reality series Jail. This time, a woman has been arrested because cops thought she was a prostitute, but she swears she was just trying to dress sexy to get into an exclusive club. We sort of believe her: All the other hookers there act as though getting pinched is no big whoop, but this lady seems devastated. Try to hold your lunches down after you see her very long cleavage and her disgusting pinky toes.
One Easy Step To A Life Of Riches And Leisure
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