There’s an old and hilarious Ray Stevens song called The Mississippi Squirrel Revival. At one point during that song, we hear about a woman named “Sister Bertha better-than-you” who is “watchin’ all the commotion with sadistic glee.” Well, I never really knew what “sadistic glee” looked like until I saw the special light in the eyes of Isis Love (she’s the one holding the red electric shock wand in case you were in any doubt) in this shoot from Wired Pussy:

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I hate to mock porn from Hustler’s Taboo, the stylish-but-raunchy fetish nature of which I generally quite enjoy. But when I see this particular photo, all I can see is a big thought bubble where she’s thinking “Bitch, please! Could you use some damn mouthwash?”

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I’ve been reading Susie Bright since she published a kinky lesbian porn mag, back in the pre-internet era when “computer porn” meant dialing up to a BBS and watching a dirty picture appear on your screen line by weary line at (if you were rich and lucky) 14400 baud.

When I first encountered her On Our Backs magazine, I was newly arrived in San Francisco and I was just looking for porn. San Francisco: “Porn, we haz it.” But why was I reading Susie Bright’s lesbian porn mag?

Because then, as now, she was a voice for sexual freedom. It didn’t matter if her subject matter (lesbian stuff) didn’t have much (any) intersection with my life. And that “not mattering” is one of those things that never change. Here’s Susie, writing about a new movie I hadn’t heard about, about a band I never heard of, and a cultural scene I never knew existed, but making the whole thing worthwhile anyway because she’s (still) really writing about sexual freedom:

Let me make something clear that the movie only hints at: The Runaways band would not have happened, could not have been conceived, without the Underground Dyke Punk Groupie Slut culture that stretched from the San Fernando Valley to the bowels of Orange County.

What is wrong with saying that? Do dykes never get to claim anything? Is the historical lens going to stay coated with Vaseline and excuses FOREVER?

I’ll tell you why dyke rock’n’roll legacy is important. Because in order to stand up to the shitheads who tried to keep young women out of EVERYTHING, you had to NOT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THEIR SEXUAL APPROVAL.

You had to NOT want to get married and have babies with a nice boy. You had to be FINISHED with “virtue.”

We did not care if the guys called us “sluts” and accused us of “wishing you had a dick.” We were beyond wishing; we did whatever we wanted.

A lesbian in the ’70s was thought of as someone involved in mainstream feminist politics or the folky Back-to-the-Land milieu. Most girls I knew in the punk scene couldn’t relate to that, or thought of it as their mother’s trip. We were urban, we were not into politics as usual. Everyone called themselves “bi,” although that was really code for: don’t tell me what to do.

My favorite lines in the piece, though, are these:

The Democratic Party lesbians took one look at my lipstick and leather and flipped out. “You are a slut! You are an operative of pimps and pornographers! The S/M white slavers are controlling you!”

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Remember when I showed you the black and white photos of ama, which are/were the Japanese topless pearl and sponge divers? It’s no surprise that more modern pinup photography in Japan would still make use of this cultural trope, but I was nonetheless delighted to find this lovely color ama vision:

I’m grumpy about Tumblr sites.

There, I said it.

Not all of them. The best Tumblrs are awesome, sharing tons of well-selected images with as much link credit and attribution info as the poster has available. Often that’s light to non-existent — who doesn’t have a hard drive full of unattributed pictures? — but you can tell, on these Tumblrs, that when the source is known, it gets a link or a mention.

But the worst? The worst are dreadful — reflexively reblogging from other Tumblr sites, never linking to anything from outside the Tumblr ecosystem, and never never never including anything that looks like metadata. Link credit? If it isn’t another Tumblr site, fuggetaboutit. Even when there’s a watermark on the photo, these Tumblrs can’t be arsed to link the source. It doesn’t get any lazier than that.

When I find one of these that’s been put together by somebody with an eye for nice pictures, it’s especially frustrating. All those awesome images, but nothing at all to help somebody track down more of the same, nothing at all in the way of traffic or “props” to encourage the creator to make more just like that, not even some encouragement for whomever scanned the thing and put it on the internet. I’ve got a huge tolerance for “I love this pic but I don’t know a thing about it” — I have to, given the number of these I post myself — but when you’re posting hundreds of pics a month and pretending you don’t know anything about any of them, where they came from, or who made them? The impression comes across, eventually, that you just don’t give a fuck about giving credit where credit is due. And that spoils my enjoyment of a good thing.

OK, rant over. And before y’all say it, I know this isn’t unique to Tumblr sites. It just seems like something about the slick low-friction Tumblr setup attracts or facilitates attributionless image blogging. I’ve seen plenty of blogs in other formats with the same issues; but I never saw so much of it, so attractively presented, until Tumblr came along.

But still, I can’t stay away. Here’s your payoff for reading my rant: a few tasty pictures found on Tumblr sites, provenance sadly unknown despite endless reblogging within the Tumblr network.

1. cheerful and enthusiastic ass licking
2. woman bound by the neck to an iron bed
3. fellatio, a low-angle closeup view

According to this blog post at Psychology Today (which has not yet discovered the typographical wonder that is paragraphs, so I’m helping them out with that) even anti-porn researchers are discovering that if their “porn wrecks lives” theory is true, it’s true in ways so subtle that the people with wrecked lives somehow fail to notice. Not only do people think porn is good for them, but the more they see, the better off they think they are:

What about at the individual level? Are women who view pornography terrorized beyond redemption? Do they descend into a well of despair and self-doubt about their sexuality? Do men become misogynist monsters upon viewing pornographic material? Do they develop debilitating penis insecurities at the sight of well-endowed male porn actors?

Let’s see what Gert Martin Hald and Neil M. Malamuth found in their 2008 paper titled Self-Perceived Effects of Pornographic Consumption. I should mention that Neil Malamuth is a highly regarded scholar of pornography who has often argued for its supposed ill effects. Hence, if there exists a possibility of an a priori bias here, it would be in hoping to find that pornography yields negative consequences.

In their survey of 688 young Danish adults (men = 316; women = 372), Hald and Malamuth found that respondents construed the viewing of hardcore pornography as beneficial to their sex lives, their attitudes towards sex, their perceptions and attitudes towards members of the opposite sex, toward life in general, and over all. The obtained beneficial effects were statistically significant for all but one measure across both sexes. Now here is the kicker: A positive correlation was obtained between the amount of hardcore pornography that was viewed and the impact of the benefits reaped. This positive correlation was found for both sexes. In other words, the more that one watched porn, the stronger the benefits (for both sexes)! There you have it.

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Remember the Jessica Alba In Trouble post from ten days ago? She made a great “damsel in distress” in Sin City, true. But not everyone wants to be the hero who rescues the damsel; nay, in these 21st-century internets, you’re just as likely to meet somebody who’d like to step for a while into the shoes of the villain.

If a thing exists, there is porn of it. In this case, Bondage Blog has found it. There’s a cartoon girl. Her name is Jessica. Her pose? Familiar:

And boy-oh-boy, is she in trouble:

Artwork courtesy of Dofantasy.com.

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