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July 9th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
For as long as there have been stand-up comedians, they have been getting cancelled for over-the-top jokes. It’s a lot harder to get them to stay cancelled, however.
According to Rich Shydner in A History Of Standup Comedy, in 1957 Lenny Bruce was doing standup in a series of strip clubs in LA when he very briefly got a gig at the more respectable Slate Brothers nightclub out in West Hollywood. On his very first night he told a joke too foul to be tolerated:
A kid looks up at his father and he says “Dad, what’s a pervert?”
His father says “Shut up and keep sucking!”
As the story goes, Lenny Bruce immediately got fired and the Slate Brothers club went out and hired Don Rickles to replace him. Despite a 1960s obscenity conviction that ended his career and a drug overdose that took his life before his legal complications were resolved, Lenny Bruce is ranked #3 on Rolling Stone’s 2017 list of the 50 best comedians of all time.
The photo is of Lenny Bruce appearing with stripper Windee Gayle at the Orchid Room in Waikiki, Hawaii, sometime in the 1950s.
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July 8th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
I believe these 39 frames of an effortless-looking deep throat blowjob envelopment are from one of the infamous dinner parties they used to throw at The Upper Floor back when Kink.com operated out of the Armory in San Francisco:
I don’t recognize the talented lady wearing the feather plumage, but one of you might.
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July 7th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
For my whole-ass adult life I’ve heard women complain about bad-in-bed men who couldn’t find their clits. Nor do I have any reason do disbelieve that that the state of sexual education in the USA is deplorable, and that men in general suck at asking for directions. Therefore I’ve taken it aboard as a truth about the universe: there must be a lot of men out there who can’t find a clitoris. But… seriously? My sample size is not enormous, but the clit has always been right there for me, a featured promontory on the map of a woman’s body whenever I reached for it, hard to miss whether I looked with my fingers or my eyes and lips. My unconsidered conclusion has always been that men who didn’t find it are dumbfucks, so paralyzed by sexual shame or blinded by such a complete lack of regard for female pleasure that they just didn’t really try very hard at all.
Along comes Victoria Ventress with an offering of further perspective. I’ve seen a lot of different vulva diversity illustrations and even some pretty specific clitoral hood variation photo arrays, but it never really sank in for me that on some women’s bodies, the clit might just be considerably more unobtrusive than the ones I’ve met. Victoria says:
As a bisexual female, I’m really starting to understand what you guys are talking about. There’s a couple of things here I really want to address, but the first one is I’m so sick and tired of people getting upset, being like “He couldn’t find it. He couldn’t find it! He couldn’t find it, he doesn’t deserve it, he couldn’t find it!
The last five women that I have been with… we have a clit crisis, okay? Clit crisis, baby. Your mama didn’t give you one.
I know where it’s at now. I got lucky, and mine’s big. And I ain’t even gonna lie about it. Mine is big!
Yours don’t exist. I had to actually ask. The last girl I was with, I was like, you know what? We ain’t even doing this anatomy lesson right now. Spread it open. Show me where it’s at.
She showed me where it should be. There is no man in the boat.
The boat is there. The man is missing.
So y’all quit giving these men a hard time, okay?
Because I have the same anatomy, and some of y’all, I’m struggling with, okay?
Spread it open. Show me the bean. Because I don’t see it!
Image credit: The entirely fanciful clitoral variation illustrations in this post are excerpted from a hentai/doujinshi fan art homage to the buff women of the Street Fighter videogame franchise. The artwork is called Street Fucker Pussypedia, by the artist Cosine.
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July 6th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
It’s been almost 25 years since I started ErosBlog, and the world of porn has changed immensely over that quarter of a century. So much so, that if you were not already back then a porn-enjoying adult who was paying a lot of attention to your erotic media, it’s very hard now to describe the scope and intensity of all the changes, not only in the porn “industry” but in the diversity and community of people who buy and enjoy porn.
One thing I said pretty early on, in various places and different ways, was that ErosBlog was intended to be a place for unabashed and unapologetic male-gaze porn, without also being a loutish cesspool of misogyny, which unfortunately was the norm for most internet porn sites in 2002 when ErosBlog was new. At that time I had never heard of porn for women, and indeed it was widely believed among mostly-male pornographers that “women aren’t visual creatures” and also that women didn’t like or enjoy watching porn. That last, of course, was the most self-fulfilling prophecy that ever fulfilled itself. If you make visual entertainments in which women are mostly treated like worthless cum-dumpster garbage, what reasonable person would expect them to line up to enjoy your oh-so-pleasant motion picture spectaculars?
Luckily for me, sex blogging has always been an eye-opening and a horizons-broadening experience. This broadening, no pun intended, was facilitated for me in those early days by a female friend and co-blogger known here as Aphrodite, whose early posting about Sssh.com introduced me for the first time to the porn-for-women idea. Although I did not know it yet, Sssh.com’s Angie Rowntree had by then already for some years been making sex-positive cinematic ethically-produced porn movies to scripts inspired by the fantasies of the site’s women members. In the decades since, the work has expanded to include many other award winning directors, and Sssh has helped pioneer the development of ethical porn practices, which “back in the day” were something that directors and producers of goodwill struggled with individually.
Obviously, any porn site with roots going back to 1999 offers extensive photo galleries to supplement its flagship movie products. If you, like me, were at first somewhat slow to realize why the women of the world were so faithfully devoted to their e-book readers, the answer is “smut” and you will correctly deduce that a porn-for-women offering will include a considerable library of erotic stories and novels, too. What you might not realize is that they also offer audio content such as audiobooks and erotic podcasts.
Ms. Rowntree describes her site these days as “your source for ethically produced, sex-positive indie adult cinema.” I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting Angie, but we’ve exchanged friendly emails over the years about mutual porn industry interests and frustrations, such as my obsession with reporting on the pornocalypse and her steps a decade ago to keep porn performers safer on set than the industry norm. In my opinion, she does amazing work!
Image credits: All photos from the current Sssh.com tour.
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July 5th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
One thing that happens when you spend a couple of decades writing a sex-positive publication with a firm commitment not to kink-shame anybody, is that while you might bite your tongue from time to time and you might choose not to write about this or that sexual practice because you don’t have a good handle on your own squickery, for the most part you become a lot more blasé than the general population about what your most vanilla auntie would consider “freaky” stuff. If you aren’t careful, you’re at constant risk of frightening the horses and/or freaking the mundanes, because what’s normal conversation to you is highly upsetting to them. (Please don’t ask me about the time I got roped into playing Cards Against Humanity with my elder relatives using somebody else’s raunchy expanded deck.)
Apparently there’s a similar phenomenon that applies when you’re an indy musician like Jessilyn and you’re playing your antifascist song Piss Boy Government at a punk bar. Here’s a video (backup link) where she talks about it, but I grabbed the transcript for all y’all who like me have short attention spans. Executive summary: it never occurred to her that people in her audience at a punk bar wouldn’t know what a piss boy was.
I had the opportunity to play some of my antifascist music out at a punk bar on Wednesday and I was really excited I got to play my song Piss Boy Government.
I preface that song with being like “Just for the record I’ve got nothing against piss boys. We love a good piss boy, they just need to learn their place.”
The basis of the song is that like the United States government is full of piss boys who don’t know their place and they don’t seem to realise that the American people are their mistress. I didn’t realize this while I was performing but I had someone else record a video for me, and when I was watching this video back just a couple minutes ago I realized that there were these two men talking during my set.
They’re just like “what’s a piss boy” and the other one’s like “I don’t know, let’s Urban Dictionary it” so they go on to Urban Dictionary and they type in “piss boy” and they come back and they’re just like “okay, so it says it’s a submissive male who for lack of a better term engages in ‘water sports’ if you know what I’m saying” and they’re like “oh what?”
So in addition to getting to play my antifascist music I also got to educate two grown men on what a piss boy is and I just… I didn’t realize that there were people who didn’t know what a piss boy was. I truly didn’t know that! I thought everybody in that crowd would be like, “yeah, piss boys! I know what that is. I know what you’re talking about. Donald Trump is for sure a piss boy, he loves the golden showers. Elon Musk for sure a piss boy. He’s a diaper boy, diaper baby.” You know? I thought everybody would be… I thought this was like a common thing everybody knew, but apparently not!
Image credit: Pissboy artwork is by legendary Japanese fetish artist Namio Harukawa.
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July 4th, 2025 -- by Bacchus
When this one-page spread first appeared in a 1957 issue of Hollywood Confidential magazine, I don’t think the art of titling was as advanced as it has become in the viral internet era. This one reads: “Intimate! Provocative! Bathing Beauty Demonstration: Bathing is a daily necessity as well as an art. Bathing styles do vary with the national groups. Herewith Model Donna Daily demonstrating bathing techniques, the art of living itself.”
Click the image or here for a much larger scan.
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July 2nd, 2025 -- by Bacchus
It’s really common in feminist spaces, or honestly anywhere that women are speaking, to hear statements like “the patriarchy hurts men, too” or more specifically “toxic masculinity is harmful to men.” But men, in my experience, either don’t hear these things because we aren’t participating in those conversations, or we aren’t receptive to the messages. An awful lot of men, especially blue-collar men, hear a phrase like “toxic masculinity” and parse it as “men are bad”. So they feel attacked, and withdraw from that conversation. It’s not productive for them.
Here’s a video that I think makes the same point in an unmistakable visual language. It was circulating on virality social media with the caption “a man will do anything if you call him a pussy” which, sadly, is too-often true. For too many men, no amount of physical pain is worse than the idea that his buddies will think him unmasculine. This man, although he clearly knows he’s going to experience sharp and immediate regret, allows himself to be goaded into touching his tongue to an electric bug zapper paddle, while other unseen men say things like “stop being a pussy” in the background:
Weaponized misogyny is a drug, gentlemen, and you might be its next victim!
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