Poem: The Other Man By Orville Lloyd Douglas.
He is not included in the family photographs from the previous birthday parties, Christmas celebrations , or New Years Eve bashes.
He wishes that one day he will have the magnificent wedding, the smash of glasses after the ceremony, the sweet kiss.
He imagines that the words, the potent sentences, the promises, will materialize into veracity.
He lives in the shadows of deceit.
He sucks your husband’s nine-inch cock on your bed while you are at work.
He works hard taking his stiff, hard, dick, all the way to the back of his throat.
He carefully smothers the enormous hairy balls with love and tastes the succulent honey.
He knows he has done a good job when the nectar explodes and splashes on to his face.
He watches as your husband sighs and says he loves you.
He knows he doesn’t really mean it because love is supposed to have an element of reciprocity.
He wants to prove he can suck cock better than the oral sex champion Monica Lewinsky.
He wonders who sucks cock better the wife or him?
He fucks your spouse spread eagle on the mattress every Tuesday and Thursday at 4:00pm.
He watches Oprah after the sex, it isn’t afterglow it’s just a part of the ritual.
He kisses his muscles, soaks him in the bubble bath while he complains about you.
He dreams that one day he will divorce the bitch and move from the suburbs to the city.
He rubs his back praying that one day he will leave this woman for him.
He knows he will never win because he lives in chains.
He doesn’t exist in reality just in the mind this so-called sovereignty.
He returns every Tuesday and Thursday because he is a masochist.
He wants to be punished to relive this tragedy every single week.
He doesn’t want to give up sucking the nine-inch cock every Tuesday and Thursday at 4:00pm.
He cannot live without plunging his dick into his sweet tight ass. Why does his ass have to be so beautiful?
He cries to his friends telling them his beloved will never leave her.
He realizes his life is so boring without this spark.
He knows this addiction is worst than being an alcoholic or a drug addict.
He is cognizant that at least with addicts they have an epiphany that something just isn’t right.
He wants the feelings to stop like a light switch, but he won’t allow this to happen.
He just can’t stop cold turkey.
He reiterates this saga every Tuesday and Thursday at 4:00pm knowing this is as good as it gets for him.
Guardian UK Article: Black Female Writer Slams The Racism In The White Female Feminist Movement!
- By Renee Martin
- guardian.co.uk, Saturday 10 April 2010 17.00 BST
Chloe Angyal is correct when she asserts that most young American women believe in equal rights. However, for some women, eschewing the label of feminist is not about avoiding being called “ugly” or an “angry extremist”. For some women, avoiding the label of feminist comes from a place of self-love and balance.
Feminism is the form of women’s organisation that is prioritised both in the media and academia, but many black women have turned to womanism in an attempt to counter the ways in which the combined oppressions of race and gender affect our lives. Womanism is not just feminism for women from minorities; it is based in our spirituality, honouring our foremothers and a desire to support both men and women. While womanism at its heart is pro-woman, it is also about understanding the communal value of all people of colour.
I’m not a feminist (and there is no but), because my life experiences lead me to believe that feminism was not created for women like me. The name of the first feminist hero mentioned by my professor in my first women’s study lecture was Simone de Beauvoir, and the trend of focusing on white women would continue throughout my education. Inclusivity to the women’s studies department that I was a part of meant using the work of bell hooks occasionally. However, she quickly became an additive, thrown in to give the appearance of intersectionality. I would have to scour the library and online journals to learn names like Patricia-Hill Collins, Audre Lorde and the woman who would become my inspiration, Alice Walker. And so I followed indexes and bibliographies, desperate to read journeys that mirrored my own.
I sat in seminars where I became the “token black woman” when they deemed it necessary to actually consider something outside of the white woman as monolithic representative. Despite feminism supposedly being a movement to end women’s oppression, women’s studies seminars and lectures are where I learned to recite “Ain’t I a Woman” out loud to protest the assumptions about my race and my culture. It is where I learned that the sisterhood and camaraderie lasts only as long as you don’t insist on interrogating oppression from multiple sites.
Just as the primary and high school education system includes black history month as an additive in a faux attempt at inclusivity, so too are the works of black women occasionally intermingled within women’s studies curriculum. Including the works of black women occasionally in a women’s studies program is not inclusive; it simply mirrors all of the previous modes of pedagogy that marginalises students of colour, while reifying white hegemony. In fact, the very existence of separate classes dealing with the works of black women, indigenous women and Latina women signify a failure to fully integrate the work of women of colour in all academic endeavours. Despite protestations, the ghettoisation of the work of women of colour too often frames white womanhood as the monolithic norm.
Today, feminism has moved out of the academy. The conversations that occur in the feminist blogosphere serve as modern-day consciousness raising sessions, as they formulate new theory and supposedly make room for voices that have previously been silenced. The internet has been constructed as the great equaliser, yet blogs which are largely run by white women like Feministe, Feministing, Pandagon and Bitch PhD dominate the blogosphere, thus replicating the very same hierarchy that academia has been perpetuating for a very long time.
Blogs run by traditionally marginalised women do not attract the same attention by the media. When feminists are pulled from the internet for interviews, it is routinely the same white feminist voices representing the broad perspectives that are visible on the internet. Unlike academia, where the power dynamic between professor and student does not allow for radical confrontation, marginalised women have forcefully made themselves heard through a series of boycotts, as well as critical essays confronting feminists of privilege regarding race, ableism and transphobia.
Despite repeated calls for change, the dynamics remains the same because the powerful blogs maintain the ability to silence and effectively ignore the critique of marginalised women simply based in size and clout. Though the different strata of women’s organising often finds itself fighting the same issues, differences in race, class, ability, and cisgender status continue to divide activism, making it impossible for real ally work to occur. How can you claim the label of those who would oppress you to see their goals realised, even when commonality exists in some areas? Not owning the feminist label is not always about equivocation; for some women, it represents truly loving oneself in the face of bigotry.
CD Review: Usher’s Sixth Release Raymond Vs Raymond Is A Solid Album!
Everyone knows I love Usher! I feel like I have grown up with Usher. It is nice to see Usher evolving, growing, changing.
According to media reports, Usher finally fired his mother she is no longer his manager. It was a tough decision for Usher to fire his mom but the man is thirty one years old.
He wants to be independent and he demonstrates his growth on “Raymond Vs Raymond”. Usher is now living his life on his own terms and his mother has to accept this fact.
One example of Usher’s maturity. is the song “Mars Vs Venus”, it explores the differences between men and women.
Although some critics hated Usher’s 2008 “Here I Stand”, I love that album.
The most important fact about Usher is, that he is an incredible singer. For instance, Usher’ s phrasing, pitch, tone, and vocal range is very impressive. I believe Usher is the most talented male vocalist of his generation.
Of course, I immediately bought his sixth album Raymond Vs Raymond. I admit, Usher’s best album was 2004 “Confessions”.
However, how can Usher possibly top “Confessions” that album old 20 million copies worldwide?
On “Raymond Vs Raymond”, it appears Usher he is conflicted about his identity. Inside the album jacket, there is a picture of Usher being a responsible black man spending time with children.
However, at the back of the sleeve of the album, there is a photograph of Usher and a half-naked young black woman.
It seems Usher doesn’t know what direction he wants to take his career?
Usher is in his thirties now, he realizes he has to become more mature and reach an older demographic market. The problem is, Usher is cognizant that the young kids are the target audience he still wants to reach.
Some of the tracks feel a bit “forced” because he wants to reach young people. For example, the song “Monstar” feels contrived it doesn’t sound authentic.
The fact remains, the music industry is marketed towards the teenagers and the early 20 somethings.
Since Usher is thirty-one, some people may feel the lyrical content is a bit “immature.”
Another point to consider is, can’t a thirty-one year old straight man enjoy sex? Usher certainly isn’t old, he has a right to have casual sex .
The tracks “Hey Daddy” (Daddy’s Home), “guilty”, “OMG”, “Lil Freak”, and “She Don’t Know” Usher is confident in expressing his masculinity.
I love Usher because he’s not afraid to demonstrate he is vulnerable and that he has feelings. So many male singers try to hide their true emotions and Usher doesn’t do this. On the song “papers”, he discusses his divorce from his cougar ex-wife Tameka Foster.
On the songs “Okay” and “There Goes My Baby” Usher illustrates on these sweet ballads that can be a sensitive and tender lover.
Usher is not afraid to show his emotions and declare his love for women, unlike some male singers.
I like Usher because he is so “normal” black man. Usher is an intelligent, good-looking, hardworking ,black man and I respect Usher so much. Usher is presenting a positive image of black masculinity in pop culture. He loves his two sons, he’s dedicated to them.
South African Article: White Supremacist Eugene Terreblanche Accused Of Homosexual Advances In The 1980s.
ET faced gay rumours before
Jerusha Sukhdeo
Pietermaritzburg – Allegations that the murder of Eugene Terre’Blanche might have been linked to a sexual advance are not the first time the AWB leader was accused of molesting a young man.
While the murder was initially attributed to wage disputes, a defence lawyer confirmed allegations of sexual offence would form part of the trial.
“My instructions from my client are that there was some sodomy going on and it sparked the murder of Mr Terre’Blanche,” the lawyer said.
In the 1980s, Terre’Blanche was accused of sexually assaulting a teenage member of the AWB, who said he awoke after a night of heavy partying to find Terre’Blanche on top of him, trying to molest him.
These allegations have led to speculation that Terre’Blanche was a latent homosexual – described as a sexual attraction to the same sex without overt action.
According to a local psychologist, blatant homophobia – which Terre’Blanche often displayed – is often a sign of its existence.
Cover for gay tendencies
The psychologist said Terre’Blanche’s “macho world of uniforms and horses”, could have been a cover for latent homosexual tendencies.
According to studies, men with denied homosexual inclinations often display them under the influence of alcohol.
Renowned German psychoanalyst Karl Abraham once said “the homosexual components which have been repressed and sublimated … become unmistakably evident under the influence of alcohol”.
Police spokesperson Captain Adele Myburgh confirmed Terre’Blanche and the two accused bought a bottle of vodka and about 30 ciders on the morning of the murder.
Police sources said the investigation includes the possibility that Terre’Blanche was engaging in sex with the 15-year-old accused.
Reports of a condom at the murder scene have been rubbished by some officials and confirmed by others. General Jan Mabula, head of the Hawks in the North West, said he saw no condom at the scene, but confirmed the Hawks are “looking into everything that has been alleged”.
Relationship with boy
Rumours of an inappropriate relationship between Terre’Blanche and a young boy have also surfaced.
A young boy allegedly stayed with Terre’Blanche on his farm. AWB leaders have said the boy slept in Terre’Blanche’s arms because he came from a troubled home and Terre’Blanche merely “took pity” on him.
However, psychologist Anne Lupton warned that the co-accused are under immense strain and “are at the mercy of enormous pressures from very different political spheres”, which would make “bulldozing” through these “coercive influences” very difficult.
Lupton also said “a person raised in a home where coercion was the mode of persuasion, continues to coerce (such as rape and directed anger).
One could so easily ask if both Terre’Blanche and the older attacker were not perhaps drawn to one another because these dynamics were familiar”.
Daily Telegraph Article: South African White Supremacist Eugene Terreblanche May Have Been A Closeted Homosexual?
Police investigate homosexual link in Terreblanche killing
South African police are investigating whether there was a link between homosexual sex and the murder of far-Right leader Eugene Terreblanche at him farm.
Sebastien Berger In Johannesburg
Published: 9:25PM BST 11 Apr 2010
Puna Moroko, the lawyer for Chris Mahlangu, 28, the elder of two people accused of the killing, said that “something shocking happened on that day”.
A police spokesman confirmed that was among possibilities being investigated. Police had earlier said a pay dispute had led to the killing of Mr Terreblanche, on the political margins since his efforts to preserve apartheid in the early 1990s.
“We are not going to focus on one thing,” said Musa Zondi of the Hawks investigative unit, adding that a sexual link was among the many accusations being made over the case.
“We will investigate all pertinent facts that have a bearing on the matter,” he said.
General Jan Mabula, head of the Hawks in the North West Province, said the suspects’ clothes were to be examined as part of checks into whether there was a sexual link.
Mr Terreblanche, the leader of the Afrikaner Resistance Movement (AWB), was hacked and battered to death on April 3 and found with his trousers pulled down after a murder that has showed up the racial strains in South Africa
Mr Terreblanche, 69, was married with a daughter and the idea that he might have been homosexual – and in a physical relationship with a black person – stands contrary to everything he espoused during his life.
He was a member of the Afrikaner Protestant Church, a conservative Christian group which had to lift a ban on Africans entering its premises to allow black journalists to cover his funeral on Friday.
His Afrikaner Resistance Movement reacted with fury to the allegations. Its new leader Steyn van Ronge described them as “unbelievable and completely untrue”.
NPR Article: Former Skinhead Frank Meeink Writes Memoir About Leaving Skinhead Movement.
A ‘Recovering Skinhead’ On Leaving Hatred Behind
As a teenager, Frank Meeink was one of the most well-known skinhead gang members in the country. He had his own public access talk show, called The Reich, he appeared on Nightline and other media outlets as a spokesman for neo-Nazi topics, and he regularly recruited members of his South Philadelphia neighborhood to join his skinhead gang.
At 18, Meeink spent several years in prison for kidnapping one man and beating another man senseless for several hours. While in prison, Meeink says, he was exposed to people from a variety of ethnic and racial backgrounds and started reevaluating his own racist beliefs. His transformation solidified, he tells Dave Davies, after the Oklahoma City bombing, when he saw the iconic photo of a firefighter cradling a lifeless girl in his arms.
“I felt so evil. Throughout my life, even when I was tattooed up and wanting to be a skinhead, I felt like maybe I was bad on the outside. But I felt good on the inside,” he says. “And that day it switched. I felt OK on the outside, but I felt so evil inside. I had no one to talk to. … So I went to the FBI and … I told them my story. I said ‘I don’t have any information on anybody, but I just need to let you know what it’s like.’ And of course they wanted to listen, because the Oklahoma City bombing had happened.”
The FBI recommended that Meeink contact the Anti-Defamation League — which he did. He now regularly lectures to students about racial diversity and acceptance on behalf of the ADL, and he has written a memoir about his past, called Autobiography of a Recovering Skinhead.
Meeink says the biggest change in the skinhead movement since he left is how easily members can spread their message and communicate with one another.
“When I was around, we contacted each other through P.O. Box numbers — and not through Web sites,” he says. “So the Web has really got numbers looking bigger than they are. But you gotta remember, too: Sometimes those are just misguided kids who are looking for anything to do. But if your children are looking at these Web sites more regularly, and they’re not looking at them for research, you need to step in and ask why and ask the right questions.”
Interview Highlights
On the neighborhood where Meeink grew up, in South Philadelphia
“You’re raised knowing don’t go into the other neighborhoods. It’s passed down through generations of Irish people in the neighborhood. So I come from a place that has a feel-good background to it. We’re very proud of being Irish. Proud of being working class. And it was a tough neighborhood. A lot of drugs and alcohol were really bad in our neighborhood. Decisions were made in our neighborhood at the Catholic church or in the bar.”
On how attending a predominantly African-American middle school influenced his later racial hatred
“That school was what did it for me. Growing up in South Philly, where we just had this Irish pride thing, I never really thought of the other races or the other races who lived around us as inferior or as much trouble because most of the kids — and most of the fistfights you got into — were with other Irish kids. We all knew each other. So it wasn’t this big ‘I hate them.’ It was just an us-them. Once I got out there and noticed that the ‘us’ was very, very small and the ‘them’ was very, very big — and there was no one helping me — and I think that’s where it started.”
On how he became involved with neo-Nazi activities
I went up to the Lancaster, Pa., area, and I’m up there and some of my family — my mother’s sister, my aunt and uncle moved up there with their kids. And I was very close with all of my cousins. … My cousin that lived in the Lancaster area was very into punk rock, very into skateboarding. And I couldn’t wait to get up there that summer and live there all summer. That was the summer I was getting out of that [middle] school. So I get up there, and he’s not a skateboarder anymore. He’s not a punk rocker anymore. He’s a skinhead. And in his room, there’s a swastika flag and stories about Adolf Hitler and stories about skinheads. … And I knew of skinheads, but I didn’t know of their beliefs or anything yet. And he kind of introduces me to it. He says, ‘You know, this is what it is.’ And now every night, all these other skinheads would come over his house and come drinking and listening to music. And they’d always give me a couple beers. I was the young kid to the group. You know, they’re all 15-, 16-, 17-year-old guys who are cool to me. And they gave me a beer, and they start talking ‘multiracial society will never work.’ Now, I have no idea what that means at all.”
On the ideology of the neo-Nazi movement
“When they would say these bigger words, like multiracial and multiracial society, I had no idea in depth what that meant. When I asked, they would say about blacks and whites not getting along, and I understood what they were talking about. And we’re sitting around, and they’d say, ‘Oh, you went to school in Philadelphia. What’s it like?’ These kids have never really been down to the city, so they’re asking me what it’s like to go to school there, and I’m telling them it’s horrible, I hate it, it’s hell. And for me, when I look back on that now, that was finally someone saying to me, ‘How is your life? How are you doing? How is your school?’ Because my parents never said, ‘How was school today? What’d you learn?’ They never did that. For once, someone’s asking me how my life is.”
On his media appearances as a skinhead
“I did a lot of national TV shows, like with Ted Koppel and other news organizations, and so I’ve been kind of a face. And it just kind of happened, where someone said, ‘You are the face of our movement.’ I did a TV show. They liked me because basically I looked like a nut, so they wanted me on their other shows, and, you know, swastikas on a young kid’s neck sells TV shows, so now I did a couple shows like that, and I kind of made a name for myself. And then when I [moved] to Illinois, I wasn’t doing much media press, but I was really trying to get this thing started, so I got my own cable access show. … Called it The Reich, like Hitler’s Reich and the Third Reich, and started a talk show about being a skinhead. So everyone got to know me from this talk show and it went on from there. What I’d do to recruit kids from that show — I mean, it was easy — I’d go on, say this is what I’m into, then the media would pick up on it.”
On the crime that landed him in prison
“There was this lefty-type skinhead that hung around us in Springfield [Illinois] and he was the only one. And him, me and my roommate kinda had a falling out. My roommate didn’t like him. I didn’t like him. And I didn’t like mainly his political beliefs. So I [told him], ‘Come over to our house on Christmas Eve for a Christmas party,’ and when he came over, there was no Christmas party. It was just me and my roommate waiting for him. And we kidnapped him and we randomly beat this other human being for hours and videotaped the whole thing as a joke. And that’s eventually what got me put in prison.”
On his withdrawal from the skinhead community
“It had already come to me [while in prison]: Maybe I need to start looking at things. But I still always thought my purpose in life [was] God wouldn’t have put me in this purpose of being an Aryan Christian soldier if he didn’t want me here. So I’m still trying to say, ‘There’s something going on but I need to stick with this because that’s where I am. This is my team.’ But I’m on a train one day, and I’m talking to this black dude, and he just sits down next to me and he asks if I did prison time. He’s seen all my tattoos. Me and him start talking about prison life, about how we get away with things, how we sneak things away from guards and sneak food out, and just prison talk. So he gets off and he says, ‘Hey man. Real nice to meet you. You’re really down to Earth.’ And this is on the El train. So he gives me a pound and I get off and I walk off to this skinhead meeting that night. And these are all old recruits of mine in Philadelphia. These are all guys I got into this. … And I’m sitting at this party and I’m drinking … and I’m thinking about some of the guys I just did time with and parts of my life with my family, and one of the guys stands up and he starts saying, ‘Italians ain’t white,’ and I’m half Irish, half Italian, and I let him sit for a second. And he doesn’t know half of us are Italian in the Philly crew, and I say, ‘Hey, buddy. I’m half Italian, what do you think of that?’ And he says, ‘OK,’ and kinda the whole party stops. … So then we’re sitting there and everyone starts talking again about it, and I say, ‘How ’bout my daughter? My daughter’s probably more than 75 percent Italian. Are you saying she’s not white?’ And he says, ‘Nope, she ain’t white.’ And I just beat the crap out of this guy at this party. And I get everyone off of me and I say, ‘I’m outta here.’ And I walk back down, and I’m going to go catch the train by myself and go back home, and I had been drinking a little bit. And I remember looking up at God and saying, ‘God, maybe there’s something wrong. Maybe you’re right. Maybe on the black, Asian and Latino issue, maybe we are all equal.”
Article: Lesbian Writer Slams Ugly Lesbians For Dressing Butch & Masculine!
My girlfriend and I have an unconventional arrangement, one that’s kept us together—and kept us from cheating on each other—for the past five years.
Here’s how it’s supposed to work: We’re out on the town, at the newest lesbian club night, and one of us turns to the other to point out someone who’s really hot. “Can I make out with her?” one of us (usually my girlfriend) asks. “Sure. She’s a cute dyke. Go for it,” the other (usually me) replies. Then she gets to have a little innocent fun (if the other gal’s interested, that is), and I know that it’s a one-night, contained-to-the-club, not-at-all-serious thing.
But here’s how it usually works: We’re at a bar with friends, and one of us turns to the other to point out someone who’s really hot—and she turns out to be straight. Why do all the cute girls tend to be hetero? Not that it matters, given that plenty of straight girls—especially those who have been drinking—are more than happy to play along. In fact, the last two times we’ve utilized this arrangement, we both ended up making out with a straight girl.
It’s not that we have a thing for non-lesbians, it’s just that it’s pretty slim pickings in the gay world. A lot of the lesbians out there aren’t very cute. In fact, many seem to be going to some effort to make themselves unattractive.
When girls come out, the first instinct, unfortunately, is to chop off all of their hair, throw on a pair of oversized pants, don combat boots. “It’s a nod to their lesbian elders, or something,” explains one of my cutest lesbian friends, from her perch on a Pine Street barstool. “It’s so they can find their community.” Her drinking buddy for the night, a gay guy, shakes his head. “I’ll never understand it.”
I understand. I did the same thing in high school, when I was hanging on to a long-distance relationship with a boy, but falling hard for the girl in the attendance office. My first step out of the closet? My first feeble attempt to send a signal to this girl that I liked? I shaved half of my head—only the bottom half, so I could hide it from my mom. Oh, and I threaded rainbow laces through my shoes. How embarrassing.
My cute lesbian friend is right: Adopting the lesbian look—however terrible it is—allows us to pick each other out in a crowd. That girl over there with the mullet, the flannel clogs over woolen socks, and the ratty button-up shirt she pulled out of the free box in the corner of her apartment building’s laundry room? Definitely gay. The gal with the DIY crewcut, the surly expression, the oversized sweatshirt, and the rainbow gear? Definitely gay. The chick with a vintage punk band T-shirt, a DIY skirt, and a shoulder-length layered ‘do? Hard to say.
But who decided that our signals had to be so… so… damn ugly? Who picked the weirdest hair, the worst fashion sense, and the hairiest legs to be the universal signifiers of lesbianism? And isn’t a lesbian making herself ugly to attract a girl the equivalent of a smart gal dumbing herself down to get a guy?
I’m not arguing that lesbians need to adopt a homogenous style, ditch the butch aesthetic, or meet a certain minimal beauty standard to be a part of the dyke club. I’m definitely not saying that lesbians have to be supermodel gorgeous, rail thin, or spend hours on hair and clothes.
But I am tired of lesbians whose sense of personal style seems to be constructed around doing everything in their power to avoid catching the eye of a—gasp!—straight guy (eschewing bras as a tool of the patriarchy, for example). I’m tired of those who think that looking like schlumps is a brave act of rebellion. I’m tired of the pseudo-feminist girls who whine about how attractive the cast of The L Word is.
What’s wrong with looking good? Short hair does not have to mean bad hair. Clothes don’t have to be four sizes too big, even if you’re avoiding an overtly feminine look. There are comfortable shoe options beyond flannel clogs and athletic gear. Even the lesbians whose dream girl is Le Tigre’s butchie JD Samson—teeny mustache and all—appreciate dykes who put some effort into their getup before going out on the town. Those who get off on brains over beauty probably won’t complain if that gray matter happens to come in a nice package.
So let’s stamp out the “scary lesbian” look along with the “ugly bull dyke” look. Let’s go for a new look, one adopted from our gay boy friends. Let’s be the best dressed, most put together gals in the room. That should make it pretty easy to find each other. ■
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