BATCHIA UNITED

This is a wonderful and very profound, very sweet and honest quote. It shows what systemic psychology calls the double bind, which seems to be the speciality of both his Mum and that boarding school. With the one hand saying and telling: be crazy, be brilliant, be my late unicorn prince, little precious boy. Then he does it, with full enthusiasm and the full thrust of his magic, shamanic, transfomative, androgynous, bi/pansexual personality and bam, everyone backs off. No, that is too much. We do not like that. You should be a normal lad just faking a little crazy to have a carreer! Not the real deal, Boy, just the FAKE!

And he decided to become the fake, hence an “actor man”, for the hay and mum’s and his teacher’s pleasure.

And bam again, a whole global population of desperate, brilliant, suffering, socially and sexually deprived nerd girls are struck by the (rather tragic and very sublime) magic, trying hard to sell it to themselves as actor man’s “great work he gets paid a shitload of money for”.

Dear Friend! I wish you would leave your anon status and drop me a PM, I appreciate your wisdom.

Let’s assume that BC has some unusual genetic condition (or one acquired early and thus not to be cured without loosing his personality). If that were true (and all his rather grim self-ironic remarks about looking like the child of extended incest, like many uppercrust Brits do, as they rarely feel inclinded to breed with strangers and are prone to cousin-marriage. You see that wonderfully displayed in Jane Austen) … anyway: if that were true I know why I am so entangled with him.

Just like him I was born with an undiagnosed condition (I would say that each such condition is unique and does not need a pseudo-objective name from the US psychiatry book), just like him my parents were unable to handle it. Just like him I realized that with that “disorder” come emergent talents and skills, be it as a matter of compensation, spezialisation, or as inherent part of it (in the sense of a particular mutation) that I just needed to trigger and “train” and shape a bit, but if I am honest I just need to “turn them on”. And then it just goes and flows depending on the form of the day. His gift is acting, speaking, moving and some insane “jazzy” timing (yet not singing in the usual sense), plus of course the magic looks. In short: it is not “professional acting” but a magic thing, a shaman thing, and so, according to my ethics, not something one should be paid for as if it were a merit or hard work. 

Anyway, we are polar opposites though, because I am so far a total loser, not conventionally pretty and all in all a happy and sane creature. He is none of those things. And the difference is of course not the Mum-factor (mine was madness as well) but starts with the whole British syndrome of peer pressure, private schools and the insane privilege of living in the very heart of a global real estate cult (called London), all in all blessings that turn into curses if there is not something profound and strong creating a counter-balance. I am not sure if his habits of mediation (if true at all) and love for sports and nature (with sports being again ambivalent as another tool to boost his “manliness”) will be enough of a counter-weight. The Soph so far seems to be rather part of the problem than the solution, given the drug infested society bird habits of those supposed “young parents”.

No idea … amazing what you guys know! … Really could not tell, but find it sad that such a fine man has to pay for sex. Yet the reason is simple, no matter if male or female: Pros keep their fucking mouths shut and do not post a triumphant tweet the next day: I just had sex with cumberbatch and guess what, he is a suuuub and likes it up his …

Escorts and celebrities, it is just about secrecy. Schweigegeld.

Fine with me … to sum this up, for I have to move on to other (exciting) things and found that I am no longer so worried about the Ben. I guess he is doing fine by now.

Humans are by deep genetic heritage, deeper and more powerful than all later agrarian civilization, not to even mention the disastrous technocratic mass civilisation since 1800 we have to find a way out of right now … we humans, mutated offspring of two kinds of primates (probably), one under male, the other under female rule, are born tribal creatures. We need a couple of stable intimate relations (at the same time or long-term), or a not too big, not too small loyal community to be fine.

Monogamy and core family in a tiny household just won’t do.

In feudal times people were married, for life, to secure genetic lines, pass on property (land mainly), names, honours, status. But depending on gender and status they also had other ties, friendships, romances, sexual encounters.

The imbecile idea that a healthy human being must have close intimate contact only to one person after puberty, his/her kids with that person, some platonic buddy friend/s (if at all), and merely professional contacts to his co-workers, being always careful about the hierarchy and the competition, is the invention of the Puritan bourgeois age, and as inhuman as the whole ideology and life-style. Erotic contact of some kind or other, not necessarily executed as intercourse, let alone procreation, is the very fluid element we live in and live by. To restrict it to the prison of life long straight (or gay, for that matter) monogamy, or, which is in a way even worse, the serial monogamy offender of our day, leaving behind nothing but broken people, women and childen mainly, is the worst one can do to us sexy little monkeys. It is on a psychological level not better than castration.

It is also a socio-economic fact that people high up the food chain, people such as well-eductated pretty white posh male actors with a fat bank account, have all the sexy or romantic relationships and encounters they cherish whilst they are not only willing but forced to sell the monogamy lie to the mass audience, the Puritan mass audience their wealth and fame depends on.

I find this disgusting.

But the only solution is to drop the monogamy myth, not to force a happy sexy rich creature to submit to it.

Benedict Cumberbatch with his best friend Adam Ackland, turned up to watch David Haye’s long-awaited comeback -January 16, 2016

So it is true after all. There could be something amazing happening if we were in the same room. The Gods only know.

And wow, I think the Batch looks mighty fine in that pic. I will stop my long letters of grave concern. It would seem that he got his game together and is by now willing to keep is mysterious family life where it belongs (hidden in a well furnished nest).

Thank you for your clear and calm words. My aggression was directed at a very nasty person who wants to ruin this blog and keeps insulting me whenever I show any lack of knowledge about some scientific fact or other. Of course I cannot know it all.

I have a question and a meta-meta-meta-comment on the “clash of cultures” that explains to you why it does not make sense to talk pharma to me.

The Question: what makes you think that BC has K. or any “disorder” of that kind? For if there are no clear signs I find it futile, intrusive, unethical and even depressing to speculate on all the disorders he might be having. I do not want that. I do not want to know. I guess we are all born disasters of tons and tons of genetic risks, but we have a gigantic talent and power to make the best of it. And most of the time the best condition to be successfull with this life long endeavour is to NOT KNOW. The best condition of self/mutual healing is a clean cut decision to not know unless there are clear signs that one could be really fully healed. If I have the choice to be in a life long anxious dependence of merciless doctors telling me my risks and all detatls of my condition, filling me up with pills so I can gain 10 years or so, or to be a happy person moderating my own health well enough, with my own individual crazy methods, and die 10 years earlier I do not think twice. 

Which brings me to my pharma-taboo. You have to understand that Europe (or the Europe I represent) has absolutely no common ground wih US ideology and practice when it come to basic tenets about medicine, health, pharma, drugs etc. We are really, really separate and irreconsilable cultures that way. Anything having to do with US pharma, medicine, psychiatry, surgery-cult is like baseball to us. We just do not get it at all. I feel that the US person hates nature in principle. It is a puritan thing. Nature is a bitch, it gives us death, dirty sex drives we cannot handle, and itself as a mere material to be exploited. And so whatever we can do to our nature to “change” and “better” it is good. I am of the opposite conviction. To me nature is in principle always better, wiser, stronger than man and his insane methods and technologies. And so every day spent without artificial intrusion into a system grown and maintained by nature is better than any intervention of doctors with absurd theories, hybris, knives and pills.

You are talking about the need to have one’s “disorder” officially recognized. To me the need to have some official disorder or other is a socio-pathological game specific to Americans. And it is happening because only by having a”disorder” one can drop out of the insane competition, the mobbing and mutual torture that is late capitalism. Now I am a freelance crazy artist in a close, friendly community of other have-nots. So I do not need an official disorder to have a life worth living.

If you remember my recent post on annie leibovitz’s green-shirt-photo, to me one of the sexiest photo of a male creature I have ever seen (at least with the man not being an out gay sub boy), that photo gave me the idea that he could have a kink for the older, maternal or stern lady. To live out his mother’s complex.

(Of course that’s also my wishful thinking!)

Yet imagine him on a red carpet with older strict looking woman. Ridicule and scorn would know no bounds. In a way being out with a pretty male friend would be more acceptable. We are living in a society where older women, larger women, more dominant and manly women are not welcome. They have to be asexual creatures, their sexuality and their lovers (and they exist, so many sub and young men like them) have to remain in hiding. That taboo is far more strict than even homophobia. Which is interesting indeed.

So I am sure, many a pretty rich famous guy has some strict maternal lady for his special needs. After all they tend to give far better head than the young anorectic model type, and they really enjoy their intercourse and their orgasms and do not tend to trade them in for luxury gifts as if it were such a sacrifice.

Could be. Meanwhile though I am pretty sure that someone up the food chain wants to bring him down. Using that Enty as a tool.

Do you have links about those early entries?

Oh that downtown abbey actress bragging that she turned down BC as a bdsm dom. That was very smart. Achieving so many goals at once. a) revenge for him saying nasty things about that PR campaign to bring back he old UK class regime, b) harvesting from his fame, c) throwing shade at his clean prince image, d) outing his “perversion”, e) showing oneself as a clean and normal girl, but f) sexy enough for BC to lust after her, and g) the whole thing sold as one big NO to the star and his sick kink. Leaving him no way out but to remain silent. Shall he say: yes, I wanted to whip her but stupid broad said no. Or shall he mimick Clinton and say: I did not want to whip that woman.

Bi. But I think that he undergoes profound changes, according to the period he is going through, and in his life in general. I am pretty sure that he undergoes periods of complete chastity when he is only into sports, travel, meditation, chatting with friends, sex with the camera. Also specific drugs make you disinterested in sex.

I also surmise that he used to be a happy bi boy with a lot of affairs, that something happened that made him pick up habits around drugs, escorts, BDSM that got out of hand, nasty and sick, and that his marriage, if it is involving warm friendship and intimacy (could be, why not) was and is an effort to get rid of it.

If you see Cronenberg’s dark movie “Letters to the Stars” you’ll see that contemporary Hollywood is a cesspool of the most disgusting habits, and a trippy actor, as BC has called himself, is easy prey.

I can well imagine that he is heading for complete chastity, specifically if any sexual exchange with SH is not particularily gratifying (cannot imagine that it is, she seems like frigid infantile anorectic to me).

And that would be a healthy and wise choice, as his only interest is to get rich with a sex god image. And we are best at playing and representing the ideal thing that we do not spoil with a rather dull private practice.

Our little discussion about basically every single sexy brit actor being a gay in the closet is for sure fascinating.

To me there are no great surprises in the matter as I am anyway convincd that everyone is bi. And an actor more than anyone. His job is to be fascinated by people and have profound and intense exchanges with them. The wider his spectrum the better.

I like it anyway. Stil there are rules and limits. I refuse any medical discussion of BC having a hormonial or genetic disorder making him “effeminate”. Not only are such claims incredibly intrusive, are those claims also implying homo/trans/bi-phobia, hence the claim that being effeminate equals a “disorder”. No, it does not. The more well-integrated male or female traits a man or woman has, the more superior the person. A 70/30 man is in every sense more interesting than a 95/5 macho (there is no 100 % man or woman).

Hm … I have a gay/straight/bi-dar. I think I have. Telling me he’s straight. And so far there was not one rumour indicating that he is gay. Also he shows the typical sometimes gf sometimes not behaviour of a sexy straight male celebrity. If they are not sort of gay, not-quite-straight and in need of some cover identity they do not enter the state of matrimony within a few months. They either do it beofre fame kicks in with long-term partner, or after years of living together and having kids together.

For the simple reason that the life of a sexy male celebrity is so full of occasions for romance, many of which are also good for one’s carreer, or good for one’s performance, the passion and heat of it, that the permanent hint at a wedding ring is actually quite a nuisance.

I will … yet it is actually enough to recall that anekdote as told by one lewd school master or other that they had him play a sexy maid in some French farce or other, and everyone was so delighted how he did it.