Justin-it for the cash

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I pay a man for regular sex
My ex-husband and I had a great sex life, so when our marriage ended, I decided to go online and see if anyone out there could fill the gap. (sic) I found a huge number of websites and adverts offering a wide range of services. In the end I found Justin. He costs £200 for an hour, £270 for three hours and £600 for overnight – and every penny is well spent. Our first encounter was nerve-racking and my main worry was that I might not find him attractive, although I definitely went out with sex on my mind. I booked into a hotel and spent ages getting ready, then Justin came to collect me and we went out to dinner. He’s very good-looking and extremely fit, so despite my nerves there was an instant spark and we had a great time. He makes me feel that I’m the centre of attention, he’s very protective and caring, we have a laugh and a chat and the sex gets better and better. He always makes it special with candles and things. How many men would still be doing that after three years in an ordinary relationship? (emphasis mine)
Candles? Listen sweetheart, at £600 a go I'd light the room up like a fucking Christmas tree if you wanted.



Ah, yes, that'll be the reason...ha!

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Why men like to marry younger women
The reason that men like to marry women who are years younger than themselves has been discovered: they have more grandchildren as a result.

A study published today in the journal Biology Letters, provides evidence that the reason for these unions is that men prefer young women due to their high fertility while women prefer older men due to their wealth and high social status, which make them good providers for the offspring.



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Brighton Rap

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There was a worthwhile exchange this morning on the Today programme between Henry Porter and Simon Fanshawe on the proposals by Brighton Council to outlaw homophobic (and, to be fair, other hateful) lyrics by performers in licenced premises in the Brighton and Hove area.  To be honest,   Porter was floundering somewhat and was being asked to take a position he really wasn't supporting.  It was rather unfortunate that the council spokesperson sounded like a 14 year old schoolgirl. But she was perfectly sensible in what she said.  Fanshawe was very good. Here is the piece:


And here is 'The Hooded Negro', aka David McMillan, on rap and 'free speech in the US.
 


This McMillan guy is pretty cool and produces some interesting, humerous videos. Here is one of his parodies - 'Prescott Ellison' (the Blind Black Republican).



On the other hand:
Imagine a country where city officials could take it upon themselves to ban art exhibitions, pieces of music and other performances that might, in their view, provoke violence. Where a pub, club or gallery could be threatened with having its licence revoked, and effectively be forced to close down, if it played music or displayed art that has been blacklisted by officialdom. Imagine a country where a young woman could be put under house arrest for, amongst other things, writing poetry judged to be ‘dangerous’. Imagine a country where the strictures on what you can and cannot say are so stifling that arts institutions censor themselves, sometimes withdrawing potentially inflammatory plays or exhibitions in order to keep sweet with the powers-that-be.
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Is that a baton in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?

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Scotsman - A waste of police time and money as Sgt Eros is cleared
A male stripper accused of possessing offensive weapons while he "masqueraded" as a policeman was dramatically cleared of the charges against him yesterday. Grampian Police and prosecutors had alleged Mr Kennedy - who has spent 41 hours in police custody and appeared in court eight times in connection with the matter - was guilty of offensive weapons charges. This was because his act involved having two police-style batons and an unidentified spray. He was arrested on 17 March outside Aberdeen's Paramount Bar after he has spotted in the street by two female police officers as he was about to do his act. He was wearing a police uniform and utility belt, which contained the batons.
Impersonating a police officer? Big clue coming up...he had the word STRIPPER and a picture of a naked man on the back of his vest for fuck's sake!  Still, it got the two policewomen off the streets of Aberdeen for a few hours and back to the cosy safety of the nick. Morons!

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Who can take a sunrise, Sprinkle it with guts?...The candyman can...

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Iraq: The Hidden Human Costs - The New York Review of Books
...a civilian candy truck tried to merge with a column of our armored vehicles, only to get run over and squashed. The occupants were smashed beyond recognition. Our first sight of death was a man and his wife both ripped open and dismembered, their intestines strewn across shattered boxes of candy bars. The entire platoon hadn't eaten for twenty-four hours. We stopped, and as we stood guard around the wreckage, we grew increasingly hungry. Finally, I stole a few nibbles from one of the cleaner candy bars. Others wiped away the gore and fuel from the wrappers and joined me...

Kayla Williams, an Arabic-speaking military intelligence officer, tells of attending an interrogation session in Mosul in the fall of 2003 in which US soldiers remove the clothes of a prisoner in a cage and then mock him: "Mock his manhood. Mock his sexual prowess. Ridicule the size of his genitals." The soldiers flicked lit cigarette butts at the prisoner and smacked him across the face. Williams later learned that a prisoner died in the same cage she had visited...

In a cluster of mud-hut homes across from the platoon's position, old ladies in black robes stand outside, "staring at the pale, white ass of a Marine" who, naked from the waist down, is "taking a dump in their front yard." A Marine says to Wright, "Can you imagine if this was reversed, and some army came into suburbia and was crapping in everyone's front lawns? It's fucking wild."
Read the whole thing.

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It's murder being a girl

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Laban Tall:  Yes, it's "Female Foeticide UK" !
Killing babies is the most basic of human rights (except for the baby of course). Unless that is you kill more girl babies than boy babies. Welcome to the wonderful world of 'female foeticide', no longer a basic human right but instead 'an extreme manifestation of violence against women'. Your killing, to be ethical, should of course be race, gender, sexuality and disability neutral. Sorry, did I mention disability ? Forget about that one (and whisper it, but it's not race-neutral either).

Anyway, what's new ? I posted all about this in March, when the great and the good were getting all in a tizz about what was happening in India. In India you can test for the sex of your unborn child, then knock it on the head if you don't like the result. "A woman's right to choose", remember ? "Every child a wanted child - every mother a willing mother".
I hold extremely radical pro-abortion views but nevertheless I think Laban Tall raises some interesting issues in this piece. Read the whole thing, plus lots of links, at UK Commentators.

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Mouthfarts and shoutouts

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On Twitter as a Rude Metaphor - Jason Kottke
This is why I love my Twitter: it fulfills in me a primal urge to act out in class, in little bursts. Since having moved past school and into the working world, the class clowning urge was one I'd kept dormant. As it turns out, however, blurting out ridiculous things to a roomful of people offers every bit the dopamine jolt as an adult as it did as a kid, which turns out to be very therapeutic. In Twitter, there is a sense of ordered play. There is no judgement. You can talk to your neighbors, stand up and give a report on what you're doing, pass notes, make fart noises if that's your schtick (the highest form of comedy), or sit in the back, observing.

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