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June 17th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Pastor Ass-Kissing Scam: Anatomy Of Viral Fakery

man who appears to be kissing the generous asses of bootilicious women kneeling in the surf

Early on November 19, 2014, Twitter user @Anelieg_17 in Pietermaritzburg, South Africa posted the above photo to Twitter with the caption “Pastor prays for single women seeking marriage at a private beach.”

Power tweeter and self-described “social media manager” Shuk’ Knight (@LeratoFiniza, not to be confused with verified Twitter user @SugeKnight) less than two hours later tweeted the same image (with one crucial difference, explained below) with an added lurid detail to the effect that the supposed pastor was actually kissing all that luciously-presented booty, not just praying over it: “Pastor tells single women to strip so he can kiss their behinds for them to find marriage.”

Six hours after that, @TrendingKenya was tweeting the photo with a similar caption, linking to its own web-news version of the story consisting solely of the @LeratoFiniza tweet content.

Let’s pause for a minute and consider image details.

The @Anelieg_17 image is 720×405 pixels, clean and without watermark. The @LeratoFiniza tweet two hours later is identical in dimension but has one crucial difference: there’s a graphical anomaly lower right. At first I thought it was an obscured watermark, but I have come to believe it’s a digital artifact of an incomplete download or upload, such as we oldsters used to see quite often “back in the day” when bauds slowly roamed the earth and a “save as” operation was liable to be interrupted by a dropped telephone connection:

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That digital artifact is a significant clue. When versions of this story with the “pastor kissing asses” headline/caption exploded all over Twitter and the web press later on November 19 and during the subsequent week or two, every last one of them had the digital artifact. A few stories (like this one at CKN Nigeria) added shocked and disapproving commentary over the same 720×405 image with the same digital artifact:

The world is truly coming to an end..It has been revealed that the pastor in this picture asked his female members who are spinsters to a beach where they were asked to undress and were kissed on their ass as a sign for them to receive their prospective husbands which they quickly agreed to..Can you imagine such madness.

From there, the story and image (the version with the digital artifact, or obvious crops of it) absolutely EXPLODED. Google Image Search returns 500 results (the effective maximum number possible) of which virtually all are from web and twitter sources dated in late November 2014, all of which include some version of the “pastor kissing asses” labeling, and many of which parrot the CKN Nigeria shocked commentary. Tellingly, there are never any more details, the pastor and his church are never named, and the location offered shifts quite a lot between various African and South American coastal countries.

Here is perhaps my favorite commentary, denouncing the ass-kissing pastor’s shenanigans as “foolishness”:

In my professional opinion, the whole story is bullshit.

At this historical remove, I can’t say that @Anelieg_17 in South Africa (who had the pastor praying but not ass-kissing) entirely made up the provenance; she very may well have been duped by some other source that’s now lost from the internet or buried in the “noise” of the subsequent “pastor kisses buttocks” meme that has flooded the search engines so thoroughly after November 19. Nor can I say for certain whether our so-successful social media manager @LeratoFiniza outright invented the “ass kissing” angle on the meme, or was just a very early amplifier of somebody else’s imaginative embellishment. But it’s certain that @Anelieg_17 had a clean version of the image, while @LeratoFiniza (two hours later) passed on a degraded version with added luridness. That lurid/degraded version we got from @LeratoFiniza became the universally dominant version for the viral explosion that followed.

Where can we find sanity? A good place to start is the comment section (yes really!) at the Trending Kenya web version of the story, which looks like a good candidate for being the web’s Patient Zero for our fun-but-bogus pastor-kissing-spinster-butts gloss on this image. A commenter there was skeptical, saying “Lmao this pic is old…thats not whats happening”. Replies to the Trending Kenya tweet on November 19 and 20 were in accord:

@amegaxi: “this picture has been on twitter for over a year. Suddenly it’s got this caption and it’s gone viral”

@MkJustSaid: “you guys are idiots. This isn’t a pastor, this picture is old.”

(Of possible interest to the serious researcher, see also this November 19 blog post reprinting the CKN Nigeria version word-for-word, followed by 1,316 comments that contain — in about equal measure — wild racism, mocking anti-religious bigotry, and angry religious fulmination. Sprinkled among these many comments are skeptical suggestions that the image might be from porn, or from some sort of private-beach swinger’s event; but no links or evidence about the source of the image are provided.)

The most specific post-November-19 criticism I found is the one quoted above from @Amexagi, warning that the picture had been on Twitter for over a year without any ass-kissing pastor story. And, indeed, by dint of laborious paging through various lengthy sets of Google search results, I was able to find examples from July 2014 (four months earlier) on Twitter and Tumblr both. Here’s the Twitter version, without the digital artifact but otherwise identical to the @LeratoFiniza-tweeted version that lit the firestorm:

Notice the utter lack of a pastor/religous angle; the commentary is admiring but clearly unrelated to the later viral explosion. Notice also that the tweet includes a manual retweet of another tweet not linked and no longer discoverable, plus an image link to yet another tweet from July 2014 that also has nothing to say about pastors kissing butt. It’s fair to say this image was “all over Twitter” months before the pastor story got pasted onto it.

There’s also a Tumblr blog called “I Like Big Butts!” where a different version of the image was posted on July 23, 2014. That version measures 500×285, lacking the digital artifact but having its own blemish (a black line) along the bottom. It seems unrelated to all the Twitter sources.

Where did the picture come from? Well, I didn’t find the original source, that’s clear. The porn-movie theory doesn’t really work for me; there are too many bystanders at the right edge of the shot. Plus, people love their niche porn almost as much as they like to prove somebody is WRONG on the internet. I would expect to have found proof of the porn theory in every long comment thread after the picture went viral.

Some sort of private group sexytimes strikes me as the most likely explanation. A beach resort with a lot of nudists or swingers is hardly unheard of. Perhaps a salacious music video shoot, but that suffers from the same “why didn’t anybody link it?” defect as the porn theory. Ultimately, I dunno.

But it wasn’t a pastor. Those probably aren’t spinsters. I doubt there was any praying. If asses were kissed, which I have no trouble believing, this snapshot provides no direct evidence of the osculation.

What does this whole viral affair teach us? What it shows is that a good sexy lie (especially one that features nudity, racial stereotyping, and fodder for several different flavors of bigotry) will travel six times around the world while the truth is still putting its boots on, tripping over the laces, and plunging face-first into a deep ditch-latrine, never to be seen again.

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June 16th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Top On, Top Off

Some tweets are just perfect the way they are:

People knock selfies. I dunno why!

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June 16th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

When Nice Girls Get Clit Piercings

Vice has the story of Gen Bouchard, a self-described “nice, normal girl” who desperately wanted to get her clitoral hood pierced. So she did, and tells us all about it:

Vertical clitoral hood (VCH) piercings are the most popular female genital piercings, because of the quick healing time its natural conformity to the anatomical shape of the wearer. Aside from its aesthetic value, the VCH piercing increases clitoral stimulation during sexual activity and offers the possibility of more pleasure. The piercer places a surgical-steel bar (similar to those used in belly button piercings) through the little covering of skin that protects the clitoris so that one steel ball at the end of the bar is visible to the naked eye, while the other rests gently on top of a woman’s clitoris under the little skin flap.

After months of explicit internet searches, I decided that I loved the way they looked: delicate and feminine, but with an undeniable edge. And the prospect of having better sex and more intense orgasms was certainly intriguing.

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I also grappled with my existence as a straitlaced, disciplined athlete who had never misbehaved in any major way in her entire life. I wondered how I might come to terms with what I saw as a transgression from my own identity, eagerly welcoming wildness into my otherwise orderly life. I wasn’t the kind of person who did these sorts of things. And yet, I wanted so badly to get this piercing.

Early one Saturday afternoon I gritted my teeth and hailed a taxi, determined to go through with it. In the cab, I reminded myself that whatever happened, I would (most likely) return alive and could easily pretend the whole episode had never occurred. After all, I hadn’t told anybody what I was doing in the first place.

As I approached my destination, my cheeks burned with insecurity. I briefly wondered why I was even there, doing something I shouldn’t in a place where I didn’t belong. Tucking my chin and folding my arms, I did my best to look small (not an easy task at over six feet tall) as I exited the cab…

Disappointingly, the article was written during the period when the piercing was still healing, so at the end we discover that the author “had yet to investigate claims of enhanced pleasure.” Drat!

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June 15th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Surly Bondage Sisters

From deep in the archives at Bondage Blog comes this really old and rather beautiful salon postcard of an affected bondage scene:

vintage bondage sisters postcard

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June 14th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Pulp Art Reconstructions: Hedonic Philanthropy In Action

Word has reached me from my good friend Dr. Faustus at Erotic Mad Science that yesterday’s post marked the beginning of a series of perhaps 20 posts featuring pulp art reconstructions. The series, which is tagged PAR1 for your viewing convenience, is an example of Dr. Faustus’s views on hedonic philanthropy being put into action: he engaged a variety of erotic artists to recreate classic pulp images, bringing us new versions of old art, versions that make explicit what was previously left to the imagination. As he explains:

The basic idea is that we’re delving into the past of old pulp and comics covers and looking for relevant art for modern artists to… sex up a bit. Or rather, a bit more, given that these covers were pretty racy to begin with.

I’m really looking forward to seeing all the images Faustus has commissioned. To give you an idea how it’s going, here are some side-by-side thumbs of the art in yesterday’s first post from the series. On the left is the vintage art from the cover of an Italian pulp magazine; on the right is the 2015 reconstruction by Netherlands artist Frans Mensink:

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If you’re still curious about the purpose behind all of this (and you’ve already followed the hedonic philanthropy link), Dr. Faustus has a page here explaining his project in greater detail:

As part of my project of commissioning and publishing art for Erotic Mad Science, I am setting up a series of commissions in recreating various old pulp covers. I love these things: they were lurid and shameless, an attempt to titillate the mid-twentieth century viewer into buying the magazine for the genre-fiction contents within. Of course, they couldn’t be too lurid – the nudity had to (usually) be implied to keep news dealers from getting in trouble with the local prosecutor – but they went pretty far.

One of the delights of living in the twenty-first century is that we have a medium in which we can really let our respective freak flags fly, and this is one of mine. The objective here is create psuedo-pulp covers that make explicit what might only have been hidden before.

Budding erotic artists, are you paying attention? Dr. Faustus is not just explaining himself at this link, he’s actively recruiting additional artists to work on his project. This is paying work, and by my count, Faustus has more than forty pulp covers that he has not yet assigned to anyone, in addition to the approximately twenty that he’ll be publishing during the remainder of June. Get after it!

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June 14th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Banks And The #Pornocalypse: Operation Choke Point

Back in 2014, I wrote a little bit about Operation Choke Point, the US Department of Justice effort to intimidate banks into refusing to handle the banking business of a wide variety of politically-disfavored industries, including the adult industry. Facts on the ground were, and are, few.

I’m not sure Franklin Veaux’s recent experiences with mysteriously losing his credit card processing for the Onyx sex game he sells (which looks like a fun way to loosen up a nerdy party and at least encourage it in the direction of a friendly orgy) can count as confirmation of the Operation Choke Point story, but he’s correct that his experience perfectly matches the profile:

This past April, I received notification from Best Payment Solutions that they were terminating my account. They gave no reason, other than they “sometimes terminate accounts for risk reasons.” In the thirteen years I’d been with them, I’d only had one chargeback–a rather remarkable record I doubt few businesses can match. Didn’t matter.

I was told that BPS would no longer work with me, but their parent company, Vantiv, would be happy to give me a merchant account. Vantiv’s underwriters, I was told, had looked at my Web site and had no problem with its contents.

So I did the requisite paperwork, turned it all in, and…nothing. For weeks, during which time I was effectively out of business.

Then, four weeks later, I heard back from Vantiv. We’re so sorry, they said, we thought we could give you a merchant account, but we can’t. When I asked why, the only thing they would say was “risk reasons.”

Thus ensued a mad scramble to find a new merchant account underwriter, a process that’s normally very time-consuming and tedious. I finally found another underwriter, which I will decline to name for reasons that will become obvious once you read the rest of this post, and I’m back up and running again…but not before I was out of business for over a month.

The rest of Franklin’s article reports on a backlash against Operation Choke Point, spearheaded (ironically) by the conservative media after reports that small retailers of guns and ammo were among the thirty or so disfavored groups targeted. According to Wikipedia, Operation Choke Point has been more-or-less terminated in response to the backlash:

On January 29, 2015, the FDIC issued a Financial Institution Letter that states “The Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation (FDIC) issued a Financial Institution Letter today encouraging supervised institutions to take a risk-based approach in assessing individual customer relationships, rather than declining to provide banking services to entire categories of customers without regard to the risks presented by an individual customer or the financial institution’s ability to manage the risk.

The Washington Times says this letter “effectively ends Operation Choke Point.” As reported by Forbes, “a change in the political landscape, many businesses threatening legal action and a congressman with a background in banking [forced] the bureaucracy to admit to misconduct and to stop financial attacks on legal businesses that the Obama administration deems to be politically incorrect.” Reports of continued termination of services to legitimate businesses, however, continue.

They do indeed continue, as witnessed by Franklin’s recent loss of processing. The people he dealt with were pretty clear that the “risk reasons” for not doing business with him didn’t have anything to do with the actual risks posed by his business. Whatever the official status of Operation Choke Point, it sounds as if the banks are still terminating banking relationships with adult-industry businesses to avoid official disapproval, however informal.

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June 13th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Giving Bad-Ass Blowjobs

Blowjob how-to articles are a web perennial, true, but good ones aren’t quite so common. Aerie’s Guide To Giving Bad-Ass Blowjobs is a good one:

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I hate to sound like a cocky bastard when it comes to my sexual skills, but I must admit I’ve received a staggering wave of compliments on my blowjobs from those who have received one. I’ve observed my partners post-orgasm, staring at me incredulously like I’m some kind of Penis Wizard. I’ve witnessed partners brag to others about how I can suck their dick like nobody’s business. I’ve had partners tell me to my face that I rank supreme in oral sex compared to anyone else they’ve ever been with.

So I have to imagine this means that I must be doing something right.

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