October 7th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
The Sex Blog Of Record
October 6th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Bummer: Violet Blue’s VB.LY Link Shortener Is No More
It’s official — the Libyan government has seized Violet Blue’s vb.ly domain because she was running an adult-friendly link-shortener service on there.
While letters ‘vb’ are quite generic and bear no offensive meaning in themselves, they’re being used as a domain name for an openly admitted ‘adult friendly URL shortener’. Now, had your domain merely been a URL shortener for general uses similar to bit.ly (as you claim) there would have been no problem with it. It is when you promote your site being solely for adult uses, or even state that you are ‘adult friendly’ to promote it that we as a Libyan Registry have an issue.
While our ccTLD is open for registrations from all around the World, and we pride ourselves on being the online destination for many well known websites internationally, our rules and regulations, and our Country’s Law and Morality do not allow any kind of pornography or its promotion.
If you return to our list of rules and regulations you will find that 8.4.2 states that we as a Registry reserve the right to suspend or delete a domain name if “The Applicant/Registrant is in violation of any of the terms and conditions in this Regulation.”
Moving up the Regulations list we find clause 3.5 clearly states that: “The Applicant certifies that, to the best of his/her knowledge the domain name is not being registered for any activities/purpose not permitted under Libyan law.”
Pornography and adult material aren’t allowed under Libyan Law, therefore we removed the domain….
I’ll confess I’m not as surprised as Violet seems to be, but of course I’m bummed that another one of her efforts to make the world a safer place for sex-positive peoples has suffered a setback. However, she says “We have the database intact, and will restore your shortened URLs momentarily with a suitable domain.”
October 6th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Kneeling Perfection
The setting (especially its Bondage Blog context and the whole iron-cage-and-humane-restraints thing going on in the dim background) is admittedly ominous. But the pose itself? You have to admit it’s the very picture of athletic gorgeousness:
That’s Sarah Blake, a model for Device Bondage.
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October 5th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Very Lubricious ‘Toonery
Filenames from Usenet suggest this is from a comic called Ferocious Harem. Google confirms that such a thing exists, but doesn’t illuminate me much. It’s purdy, though:
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October 5th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Groping About, By Serious People
When I saw this photo I was immediately reminded of a passage I quoted at length back in 2004:
“Remember, Jack: whenever serious and competent people need to get things done in the real world, all considerations of tradition and protocol fly out the window.”
There followed a long and mysterious procedure – tedious and yet somehow not.
“What’re you groping about for?” Jack muttered faintly. “My gall-bladder is just to the left.”
“I’m trying to locate a certain chakra – should be somewhere around here…”
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October 4th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
The Virtues of Semen
ErosBlog has done jokey and unserious posts before on various supposed medical effects of semen; see, e.g., Swallow, It’s Good For The Baby and Anal Sex: It DOES Make Your Butt Bigger. Now, however, I’m linking to research psychologist Jesse Bering’s blog post at Scientific American about completely serious (possibly wrong of course — science is ever fraught with peril — but still completely serious) research into the antidepressant effect on women of vaginal exposure to seminal fluid. It looks real and substantial, even leading to a measurable effect on suicide rates:
Semen has a very complicated chemical profile, containing over 50 different compounds (including hormones, neurotransmitters, endorphins and immunosupressants) each with a special function and occurring in different concentrations within the seminal plasma. Perhaps the most striking of these compounds is the bundle of mood-enhancing chemicals in semen. There is good in this goo. Such anxiolytic chemicals include, but are by no means limited to, cortisol (known to increase affection), estrone (which elevates mood), prolactin (a natural antidepressant), oxytocin (also elevates mood), thyrotropin-releasing hormone (another antidepressant), melatonin (a sleep-inducing agent) and even serotonin (perhaps the most well-known antidepressant neurotransmitter).
Given these ingredients–and this is just a small sample of the mind-altering “drugs” found in human semen–Gallup and Burch, along with psychologist Steven Platek, now at the University of Liverpool, hypothesized that women having unprotected sex should be less depressed than suitable control participants. To investigate whether semen has antidepressant effects, the authors rounded up 293 college females from the SUNY-Albany campus, who agreed to fill out an anonymous, written questionnaire about various aspects of their sexual behavior. Recent sexual activity without condoms was used as an indirect measure of seminal plasma circulating in the woman’s body. Each participant also completed the Beck Depression Inventory, a commonly used clinical measure of depressive symptoms.
The most significant findings from this 2002 study, published with criminally modest fanfare in the Archives of Sexual Behavior , were these: even after adjusting for frequency of sexual intercourse, women who engaged in sex and “never” used condoms showed significantly fewer depressive symptoms than did those who “usually” or “always” used condoms. Importantly, these chronically condomless, sexually active women also evidenced fewer depressive symptoms than did those who abstained from sex altogether. By contrast, sexually active women, even really promiscuous ones, who used condoms were just as depressed as those practicing total abstinence. In other words, it’s not just that women who are having sex are simply happier, but instead happiness appears to be a function of the ambient seminal fluid pulsing through one’s veins.
And it gets better. A smaller percentage (4.5 percent) of the sexually active women who “never” used condoms were less likely to have attempted suicide than were those who “sometimes” (7.4 percent) and “usually” (28.9 percent) and “always” (13.2 percent) used condoms.
The usual scientific disclaimers, especially those about correlation, causation, and confounding factors, do apply and have not been neglected; whether they’ve been adequately considered is beyond my scientific skill to discern. Of somewhat greater concern is the fact that this knowledge, if knowledge it be, is potentially dangerous if thoughtlessly put to use in your sex life. As Jesse Bering put it:
[A]lthough the data and information … oozes with the promise of dramatically improving virtually every aspect of your wellbeing, it can also be abused with tragic–even fatal–consequences. This is so much the case, in fact, that I debated the merits of popularizing this material and do so here only with great circumspection and caution. So please be wise in digesting this semen-related knowledge, and be wiser still in applying it to your own sex lives.
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[K]nowing that the penis is capable of dispensing a sort of natural Prozac … without also considering the viral arms race involving sexually transmitted infections, can lead to very tragic decisions indeed and many undocumented high-risk private bedroom “experiments.” But here’s just one reason to put the brakes on such plans: The HIV-virus, which evolved long after these adaptive antidepressant factors, has apparently come to pirate human semen, such that certain protein factors in seminal plasma, particularly a protein called prostatic acid phosphatase , make HIV up to 100,000 folds more potent than it is outside of the plasma.
Verbum sapienti satis est.
October 4th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Snow Shower
You southrons may not know what I’m talking about, but anybody who grew up in snow country will immediately recognize this experience.
It snows. The boughs and branches of the trees are heavy with the stuff. You put on all your outdoor gear, snowpants and parka and mittens and scarfs and mufflers and hats and all that whatnot. You go outside, to work or play or whatever your reason for being out in the snow is.
And eventually…
You are under a tree at just the wrong moment, when all the branches decide to dump their loads of snow at the same time. (Usually because you shouted or foolishly thumped the tree with your fist.) Dump it right down your neck in fact, no matter how many scarves and hats you are wearing.
It’s a bracing experience even when you’re fully geared up for snow. I can’t even begin to imagine what it feels like when you’re naked:
I guess we’ll just have to ask Alexandra B from Met-Art. I wonder if she works their new cams?
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