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April 10th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Here lies George Spencer, who died on his fifteen birthday in 1909, the victim of some rather spectacular office sexual harassment that culminated in a tragic and fatal accident that took his life:
Atlas Obscura has the story, although they make rather too light of it in my opinion, never once using the word “harassment” and headlining it “Kissed To Death”:
George Spencer Millet worked as office boy for a well-known insurance company in Manhattan. To celebrate his 15th birthday, a pack of stenographers are said to have teased the young George with threats of a birthday kissing spree, promising to execute their love trap once office hours were over. Later that day, they struck, charging lips first at the golden-haired kid who, overwhelmed and panicked, dodged the furies and fell on the floor, crying “I’m stabbed” before he collapsed, unconscious in a pool of his own blood. Confused and shocked by the tragedy of a scene that began as a Benny Hill chase, the office members called an ambulance, but unfortunately George died on his way to the hospital. The autopsy, conducted by a Dr. Lebane, the coroner’s physician, gave the final answer…the fatal wound was due to an ink eraser, a little knife shaped like a bloodletting instrument, that George had placed in his shirt pocket. During the episode, the ink eraser stabbed him right in the heart, and he died from hemorrhaging.
The ink eraser in question probably looked like one of these (images are from a 1909 stationery catalog published by the Collier Stationery Company of Keokuk, Iowa):
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April 9th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Anybody who has ever played any Dungeons and Dragons (or, probably, any other relatively freeform role-playing game) has probably spoken or heard uttered that immortal phrase “I’ll distract the guardsmen and then…” But how, exactly, is the distraction of the guards to be accomplished?
Methods vary. But here’s one surefire way, especially when discipline is lax:
Art is by Calm, whose work is Patreon-supported.
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April 8th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Here’s a bit of 1950s art photography that’s chock full of fetish fuel, completely harmless, and utterly banned from Twitter. I could lose my Twitter account for posting it there, just as if it were revenge porn or concealed locker room video:
This upskirt photo dates from 1954 and is by photographer Vivian Maier. It appears to show a fancy display of clothing for women, with skirt and petticoat and hosiery and shoes on a display mannequin set on a glass base over a mirrored floor for the express purpose of showing off the hose and petticoats to better effect.
Twitter’s policy on “upskirts” photos, to be strictly fair, is that they ban them — and accounts posting them — because they might be examples of non-consensual nudity, with a human victim. In this “life-in-plastic, it’s fantastic” no-humans-involved scenario, Twitter’s policy against upskirt photography shouldn’t come into play. It ought to be fine, posting this photo to Twitter.
{hollow laughter}
How much do you want to bet that actual upskirt bans happen because of a cheap filter that detects the word “upskirt” (and variants) and (I’m less than certain about this part) feeds it to a hasty human review layer by somebody who might or might not look with an eye discerning enough to tell that the legs in question are plastic?
I don’t propose to try the experiment. Chilling effect, thy name is Twitter. The problem isn’t the perfectly-reasonable policy; it’s Twitter’s demonstrated failure to implement its policies in any sort of fair or reasonable way.
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April 7th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
The traditional slang for an informal open-handed fight between women — especially one where, at least in the male imagination, clothing is lost or removed — is a “catfight”, presumably because of the assumption that fingernails will be deployed and that scratching is likely. There’s a lot of sexism built into the notion of a catfight (cf. “hits like a girl”) but it goes deep in a culture where at least some boys are taught to make a fist and throw a punch while, perhaps, their sisters are not.
Be all that as it may, the topless female fighting in the September 1986 edition of Les drolesses #19: Sans dessus dessous from Elvifrance is just a bit more formal, taking place in a ring as a public entertainment with at least a verbal nod toward an Asian martial art:
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April 6th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
“Does this machine go to eleven?” The youth among you may not know that these vibrating belt machines used to be sold to health clubs and gyms as a weight loss gimmick; they didn’t work, but consumers were told that they would literally vibrate the fat cells away, and supposedly they felt good in use. I’ve never actually seen one in use. I found this comic — I guess it’s funny that the male hand is turning the control to shake her bottom harder? — in a collection of 60s-vintage cartoons:
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April 5th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
There’s an old ironic joke that goes “I haven’t had sex in so long, I forget who gets tied up.” This most recent scene from Sex And Submission reminded me of that joke, because even though Raven Hart is the one with the tied wrists and Tommy Pistol is theoretically the dominant who ties her up and fucks her, you can’t hardly tell from these photos, in which she basically rides him down and devours him:
It’s a pretty amazing scene, and I’m pleased to see that even though Kink is no longer shooting at the Armory in San Francisco, they are still shooting fresh stuff that isn’t afraid to bend their own rules and formulas a little when the performer chemistry wobbles away from the standard script. In case you haven’t been tracking how the Kink porn products work these days, all of their channels (their former sites like Sex And Submission) are now part of their one-monthly-price Kink Unlimited product, which also includes an enormous number of promotional shoots and channels from other kinky porn companies with whom they have cross-marketing deals. The result is that you get a ridiculous amount when you join.
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April 4th, 2018 -- by Bacchus
Edward Hopper famously used only his wife as a model for his nude paintings, as in this one called Girlie Show:
Here’s the study for the painting:
(In both cases, click the displayed detail for the uncropped artwork.)
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