March 31st, 2015 -- by Bacchus
The Patriarchy Demands Obeisance
And gets it, too:
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March 30th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Hen Party Or Henna Party?
Sometimes when The Nymph is able to arrange a much-needed respite from her responsibilities, she goes away for a night or two with “her girls”. I am told they sit around in a mutually-convenient hotel room in their pajamas, eating cheese and crackers and drinking wine.
In my imagination, things are just a bit wilder:
The photo is, I think, from a German Playboy.
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March 28th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Facebook: No Dating, You’re Married!
This is entirely unverified; I don’t even know who these people on this forum are. But it’s interesting:
Facebook won’t let us run ads for our dating app at people who are listed as “married” in their profiles.
They made a mistake a few weeks ago and our ads ended up being displayed to married people, and our signups tripled. Then they “fixed” it and it dropped down again.
Fuck Facebook and their 50’s morality bullshit.
I knew that Facebook exercises rigid control over what products and services its advertisers are allowed to promote, but this is the first I’ve heard that they control distribution based on the status settings of the people seeing (or not seeing) the ads. “No dating apps for married people” — how petit bourgeois is that? Facebook doesn’t want married people subjected to temptation? Or Facebook thinks married people don’t date? What about poly married people, how are they supposed to find unicorns without dating apps? Sheesh!
It’s also fascinating — though perhaps an unrelated coincidence — that our reporter experienced a dramatic increase in signups when Facebook temporarily did show the dating app ads to married people.
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March 27th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Tree, With Breasts
Readers with even a trace of classical education will recognize this as a moment in the story of Daphne and Apollo, the rapey tale of a god who so persistently stalked an unwilling nymph that she begged for (and got) divine intervention that turned her into a tree:
What’s interesting about this particular medallion image is that it captures Daphne just as her “limbs” have turned to actual limbs and roots, while the rest of her body remains (as yet) unchanged. I don’t know how Apollo would have felt, but I’m sure there are fetishists out there who would have been delighted if the transformation stopped right there. I suspect Apollo himself would have preferred it!
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March 26th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Open Idaho Brothels…In 1989?
Openly-run brothels? In Idaho? In 1989? It turns out local tradition is a powerful force. Here’s part of an article from the Idaho Statesman in 1989:
Wallace defends prostitution: “A mining town needs brothels”
By Stephen Stuebner
The Idaho StatesmanWALLACE — In this once-stately northern Idaho mining town, townsfolk defend time-honored traditions with vigor.
Nobody dares to know their hard-rock mining legacy, their turn-of-the-century buildings or … their whorehouses.
Priests and politicians, including Gov. Cecil Andrus, have tried repeatedly in the past 15 to 20 years to board up Wallacce’s famous brothels with little success. Even when the silver mines closed in the early 1980s, causing the economy to reel from 40 percent unemployment, the brothels somehow survived.
Prostitution is a hush-hush business in most parts of Idaho, but in Wallace, people are unabashedly bullish on brothels. Residents are proud to preserve the world’s oldest profession while keeping it discreet — off the streets and out of the bars.
“A mining town needs (brothels),” said a woman who works across the street from the U&I brothel, the oldest remaining house in town. “I’ve lived here since 1945. I’m a firm believer in it.”
“I’ve never worried about my daughters walking down the street at 11 or 12 o’clock at night,” said Dale Levigne, owner of Osborn Drug in Wallace. “The incidence of rape in this town is almost nil.”
“Even the goody-goody two-shoes will say they don’t like (the brothels), but they’ll rigorously defend them.”
Stanley K. Smith, president of Sierra Silver Mine Tours, said “Oh, they’re a lot of fun. You never see the girls on the streets. They certainly don’t bother anybody.”
“Trucks are stopping there all the time, and you know they’re not stopping there for hamburgers.”
(Apparently the brothels were finally successfully closed by the “goody-goody two-shoes” about two years after this article appeared.)
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March 25th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Nudist Camp Crew Team
Did you know they had competitive rowing events at nudist camps? Me neither:
Via Kinky Delight.
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