Sex and Socialism
I have returned to the communist book club, and free sex fiend magazines. And
have found that nothing goes better with badly written communist propaganda
than fetish sex images. Ah, the stifleing wordplay of rhetoric broken up with
images of women in thin layers of clothing is like a breath of fresh air. Yes,
underground erotica feels right when I am reading about the 'American
proletariot' and how it is on its way up. Pompous blowhards and ignorant rants
about the oppression of black people and the revolutionary struggle to end all
oppression can do nothing but increase my love for such images as "Red" and her
tattoos and nothing else. I cannot bother to repeat such drivel as is
written on "Revolution" No. 81, Warning: The Nazification of the American University without getting into long examinations of the female form and
whatever fetish gear they may or may not have. To torture you with such writing
is to come close to a Marquis De Sade mentality that I am not sure I or you are
ready for, or willing to read.
Chapters like, Pussy and the Proletariot. Emancipation and Eroticism. Communism
and the Clitorus. Marxism and Multiple Morbid Masterbation. And such writing
would demand that I buy a fetish book or magazine, and possibly go to a
burlesque show and rent a fetish girlfriend, buy latex, leather, whips, nylon
rope, tie downs, tie ups, mounting equipment, a kilo of cocaine, melted wax, a
mason jar full of ecstasy, 6 quarts of Johnny Walker, 4 tabs of acid, a large
assortment of dildos, anal gear, lubrication, strap-ons, a petting zoo, and
spandex (most of which I cannot afford at the moment)
But if you can find some funding or front me the money..?...
(Coming soon: commuter conversations and cacophony)
have found that nothing goes better with badly written communist propaganda
than fetish sex images. Ah, the stifleing wordplay of rhetoric broken up with
images of women in thin layers of clothing is like a breath of fresh air. Yes,
underground erotica feels right when I am reading about the 'American
proletariot' and how it is on its way up. Pompous blowhards and ignorant rants
about the oppression of black people and the revolutionary struggle to end all
oppression can do nothing but increase my love for such images as "Red" and her
tattoos and nothing else. I cannot bother to repeat such drivel as is
written on "Revolution" No. 81, Warning: The Nazification of the American University without getting into long examinations of the female form and
whatever fetish gear they may or may not have. To torture you with such writing
is to come close to a Marquis De Sade mentality that I am not sure I or you are
ready for, or willing to read.
Chapters like, Pussy and the Proletariot. Emancipation and Eroticism. Communism
and the Clitorus. Marxism and Multiple Morbid Masterbation. And such writing
would demand that I buy a fetish book or magazine, and possibly go to a
burlesque show and rent a fetish girlfriend, buy latex, leather, whips, nylon
rope, tie downs, tie ups, mounting equipment, a kilo of cocaine, melted wax, a
mason jar full of ecstasy, 6 quarts of Johnny Walker, 4 tabs of acid, a large
assortment of dildos, anal gear, lubrication, strap-ons, a petting zoo, and
spandex (most of which I cannot afford at the moment)
But if you can find some funding or front me the money..?...
(Coming soon: commuter conversations and cacophony)