Beautifully Brutal Intentions

My inside voice: because the place where I could connect to kink communities in ways I otherwise couldn’t, where my attention deficient brain could easily find record and share content, find validation for an aspect of myself that is usually hidden, make actual friends, feel like I’m almost on the periphery of a community instead of solidly being on the outside, and where I enjoy nipples of all presentations is ruining everything.

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Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead

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I can’t really imagine body-positive activists saying that ‘anyone can have skinny energy’ or ‘anyone can have clear skin energy’ and thinking that’s progressive, so how are the same people so comfortable with their ‘lol anyone can have big dick energy’ and think that doesn’t reproduce existing notions about which genitals are good and which are shameful?

Like, I get that it’s all a joke and that a big part of the joke is that ‘big dick energy’ is not related to anyone’s actual genitals and that it challenges toxic masculinity, but it still ascribed positive values to the concept of a big dick and negative values to the concept of a small dick.

Vox put it this way pretty accurately:

Reducing men’s worth to their bodies is not harmful in the same way that it is harmful to do the same to women: one of the ways that the patriarchy systemically oppresses women is by reducing them to their bodies. Joking about big dick energy does not reinforce systemic sexism. What it does do is reinforce a system of masculinity that eventually leads to toxic masculinity.  The dick part of BDE is just a metaphor, but that metaphor is not value-neutral.

When I remember previous activist failures (remember the horrible ‘Trump with a micropenis’ statue?), this is just another reminder that a lot of activists are happy to mock men’s bodies without considering how that reinforces toxic masculinity and will throw the self-worth of fat men, trans men, intersex men, etc. under the bus the moment there is a chance to joke about a big or a tiny penis.

“Shall I compare thee to a cheese’s cake?

Thou art less crusty, and more decadent…”

Making a guy come on demand is boring: either he’s already there (in which case, why the trigger? — why not use his body’s inbuilt processes of incentivization and control instead?) or he isn’t, and who likes ejaculating cold?

Making a guy hard is better: an erection is pure potential, as every boy knows.  But again: if you need hypnosis to thicken him with a word, you’re doing it wrong.

One can hypnotically induce sensation: warmth, taste, scent, pleasure.  An improvement, yet much too showy.  Hypnosis at its best subverts not mere sentience but sapience.  Pavlovian responses are less interesting than those which depend on collusion with the higher faculties.