Gov. Palin’s nomination clearly alters the landscape for Alaskans as we survey this race for the presidency — but it does not overwhelm all other judgment. The election, after all is said and done, is not about Sarah Palin, and our sober view is that her running mate, Sen. John McCain, is the wrong choice for president at this critical time for our nation.
Sen. Barack Obama, the Democratic nominee, brings far more promise to the office. In a time of grave economic crisis, he displays thoughtful analysis, enlists wise counsel and operates with a cool, steady hand. The same cannot be said of Sen. McCain.(more…)
There are moments in life that are transcendent. Moments that are simply much lager than any one being, any one though, any one wish, dream or desire. Moments that inspire, astound and mobilize. These moments and instances are often few and far between, and sadly, they most commonly occur due to a horrific act or event. In modern times, both in the US and abroad, humans lack the ability to truly come together and world for a common goal unless we have been shocked into action by an act of either man made or mother natures brutality. Too often, it is only when we are confronted with our innate fragility that we in fact become powerful.
The seasons are changing, and while my geographic locale isn’t allowing me to fully engage in my boot fetish, I have found myself in a rather cuddly and sensual mood as of late. Add to that the anxiety over the economy and the election, I’m often wanting to drown my sorrows on a special fella’s phallus. But enough about me, you’re not here for my tawdry tales…. (more…)
Happy Friday beautiful ones. How are your sex lives going? Well hope. We’ve chatted here about the psychological and physical benefits that a healthy sex life has, so I’m hoping in these rather tumultuous times you are all enjoying a thoroughly satisfying and frequent amount of “banging therapy”. Porn is fun, self love is essential, but in times of extra stress, nothing beats the weight of another person’s body on top, under, or next to you, sweaty, writhing, moaning– okay I’m getting carried away.
Onto the reason you come here every week: (more…)
Happy super sexy Friday. Mercury is in retrograde, so if your relationship and/or fuck buddy is giving you grief, blame all the miscommunication on planetary alignment. Just bear with it a bit longer, things will get easier. Until then, here is your weekly dose of naughtiness. (more…)
These days, the average rap career has a shelf life of about 5 years, but the Hip Hop Theater Festival, now in its 8th year, is an organization that has been steadily building its profile as the spot to see cutting edge artistic work and is supporting the very artists that are expanding the definition of Hip Hop culture beyond what the average Joe sees on BET, and proving that Hip Hop is timeless and far from dead. As any true Hip Hop head will tell you, Hip Hop is far more than rap music. Your purists will point out there are only five elements of Hip Hop (I got a special a prize for whoever names all five in the comments), others will even say that Hip Hop is so much more than five things, that it has grown so big it is undefinable; there are tentacles stretching into every facet of popular culture. The Hip Hop Theater Festival proves that authentic Hip Hop can and will be on stage and it will be put there by the very artists who made it. (more…)
As we get closer to the November presidential election, the campaigns are getting more and more dramatic and the candidates are proving themselves more and more stupid. In an effort to keep you, my darling readers more informed, today is the first installment of “American Dumbocracy” how dumb we, our politicians, policies and politics are becoming. Here’s hoping it’s not as much a sign of the apocalypse as fear mongers might have it be. (more…)
Happy Friday my loves. I was going to mention the ho selling her virginity on the net, but its old news by now. While I wonder why I didn’t think of making a milli or two doing that rather than letting the fine Nigerian boy across the street have it for free, you all amuse yourselves reading these tid bits of tawdry: (more…)
My phone rang at 1am last night, was my ex looking to hit the bottom of my pussy hole. Thing is, hes already fucked up twice, and I’m not keen on giving third chances. We had a rather tempestuous relationship, both times we attempted it. First time I saw him from across the room, I thought “I gotta have that.” I subsequently found out that he thought the same thing, but a week prior. Had each other we did; he was face down in my lap three hours into our first date (Don’t judge). It was fun while it lasted. I suppose the crux of the matter is that we never once thought “I want to keep that around.” It was fun while it lasted, but as G.W. Bush says, “There’s an old saying in Tennessee — I know it’s in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again.”
Why the non-sequitur confessional of sorts? Because Cam has a new song (that many of you have I’m sure already heard) featuring ATL’s own Vagina Empower-ist Alexxys Tylor, who is easily the most uninhibited sex therapist on the world wide internets, and you all tend to like when I talk dirty.
Above peep the classic Alexxys Tylor clip that inspired this new classic Cam’ron track.
