Josephine.

TOMAHAWK

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 21:24:00 -0500

TOMAHAWK

thedame: (via yimmyayo)

Tue, 13 Oct 2009 07:41:28 -0400

thedame:

(via yimmyayo)

thedame: sigynxvx: LOVE gina carano Give me this body!

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 06:35:07 -0400

thedame:

sigynxvx:

LOVE gina carano

Give me this body!

CALL FOR SUBMISISONS—PLEASE CIRCULATE WIDELY

Wed, 07 Oct 2009 19:58:53 -0400

spreadmagazine:

$PREAD CALL FOR MODELS AND CONTRIBUTORS, ISSUE 5.3

In our upcoming issue, we’re exploring age and aging within the sex industry. Feature pitches (ideas for articles of 2000-3000 words) should be sent to contribute@spreadmagazine.org. We’re particularly interested in finding someone to write a “How To” Guide for escorts and dancers on remaining profitable and in-demand when catering to a mainstream clientele (i.e. not working in fetish or niche markets) and approaching/entering their 40s, to be supplemented with quotes and advice from others. Our deadline for content is November 1st at the latest, so please send your pitch in ASAP.

MODELS NEEDED

DOUBLE TAKE:

Requires two separate shots, one in work gear and the other in street clothes, to be accompanied by a brief interview about your style. If you could take self portraits, awesome; if not, we can hook you up with a $pread volunteer photographer. Include your location and profession in your reply.

SEX WORKER PETS:

Must be LA-based and own at least one non-cat pet who could pose with you in the picture. Your face can be obscured. Photos will be taken by talented $preadster Jenny DeMilo.

CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS

REVIEWS:

Reviews on a recent sex work related book/film/performance/etc. Please inquire about available items or suggest material before submitting full piece as we may already have someone covering it. Specify your location in your reply if you do not already have the item for review. 400-600 words.

HOT TOPIC: Age-play requests.

Do you do infantilism sessions, incest role plays, or regularly perform in schoolgirl character? We’re looking for brief meditations on how you experience this dynamic as well as any ideas you have about its benefits/consequences on a social level. 200-300 words.

POSITIONS: Would you help a baby pro?

We’re looking for someone to argue “yes” and someone to argue “no”; each angle is allotted 400 words to explain why a more seasoned worker should or should not encourage and assist someone new to the biz.

SCENE REPORT:

What’s it like to work in your hometown? How are the clients, the LE, the other workers, the activists and outreach teams? Although this piece can be framed as a personal essay, it should contain information useful to working visitors and not seem entirely unique to the writer. 500 words.

Consumer Report: Self Tanner (100 words per)*

We’re looking for pointed, possibly humorous, product reviews of self-tanner. Please provide one-to-two sentences per product and be specific about its usefulness, or its incompatibility, in relation to your line of work. Items should be identified by brand and shade/color name. (100 words per)*

HEROES:

What older worker(s) have inspired you and shown you that there is life in the industry after your ’20s? We’re hoping to use this space to acknowledge women and men who have worked into their golden years (’50s onward) 300 words.

INDECENT PROPOSAL:

Did a client look exactly your uncle? Have you danced for someone barely legal or spent the night with a guy old enough to be your great-grandfather? What work request totally caught you off-guard? Details don’t need to be graphic or wild as much as you need to convey why the situation unsettled or surprised you. 500 words.

NEWS REPORT:

News Reports should be on a timely topic, ideally an issue relevant to sex workers outside of North America. We’re particularly interested in hearing more from Eastern Europe, South America, and Africa for this issue. This is not space for a personal essay or op-ed; the approach is decidedly journalistic and should include important dates, names, places, and quotes. 800-1000 words.

karinakill: iamderek: bohemea: Madonna by Steven Meisel,...

Mon, 14 Sep 2009 00:01:40 -0400

karinakill:

iamderek:

bohemea:

Madonna by Steven Meisel, 1991

"By calling him “crazy” or “insane” or whatever, the media has done yet another disservice to people..."

Thu, 10 Sep 2009 03:11:25 -0400

“By calling him “crazy” or “insane” or whatever, the media has done yet another disservice to people with mental illness. We have enough stigma to overcome without every news channel calling perpetrators of violence “crazy” or “insane” or whatever whenever some horrific act of violence occurs that often has less (or nothing) to do with mental illness and more to do with societal prejudices and beliefs taken to a violent extreme.”

- Shakesville: Crazy Does Not Equal Violent (via clingtomymouth) (via amberlrhea)

iamchrysanthemum: isay: ysabella: (architectureblog) (via...

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 23:19:16 -0400

iamchrysanthemum:

isay:

ysabella:

(architectureblog) (via maluna)

Wow. WANT.

Like?

Yes, very much so.

mandalay: oio:mariux:butamen:sampler: ...

Mon, 31 Aug 2009 00:19:39 -0400

mandalay:

oio:mariux:butamen:sampler: 26-Laura_Clements_8_by_NickGiles:nonsensesociety

romeojulietsierra: Feral Houses in Detroit “I’ve seen “feral”...

Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:10:23 -0400

romeojulietsierra:

Feral Houses in Detroit

“I’ve seen “feral” used to describe dogs, cats, even goats. But I have wondered if it couldn’t also be used to describe certain houses in Detroit. Abandoned houses are really no big deal here. Some estimate that there are as many as 10,000 abandoned structures at any given time, and that seems conservative. But for a few beautiful months during the summer, some of these houses become “feral” in every sense: they disappear behind ivy or the untended shrubs and trees planted generations ago to decorate their yards. The wood that framed the rooms gets crushed by trees rooted still in the earth. The burnt lime, sand, gravel, and plaster slowly erode into dust, encouraged by ivy spreading tentacles in its endless search for more sunlight.”

teamsuzette: meth

Thu, 27 Aug 2009 19:12:37 -0400

teamsuzette: meth

"The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote..."

Mon, 24 Aug 2009 01:27:06 -0400

““The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.””

- David Foster Wallace (Infinite Jest)
(via astronauts) (via davidfosterwallace) (via shorterexcerpts) (via iamchrysanthemum)

alohanico: L7 - Shitlist When I get madAnd I get pissedI grab...

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 22:32:04 -0400

alohanico:

L7 - Shitlist

When I get mad
And I get pissed
I grab my pen
And I write out a list
Of all the people
That won’t be missed
You’ve made my shitlist

For all the ones
Who bum me out
Shitlist
For all the ones
Who fill my head with doubt
Shitlist
For all the squares who get me pissed
Shitlist
You’ve made my shitlist

(via suicideblonde)

nyt public editor addresses numerous corrections to alessandra stanley's walter cronkite obit

Sun, 02 Aug 2009 22:11:26 -0400

nyt public editor addresses numerous corrections to alessandra stanley's walter cronkite obit:

brookehatfield:

The newspaper had wrong dates for historic events; gave incorrect information about Cronkite’s work, his colleagues and his program’s ratings; misstated the name of a news agency, and misspelled the name of a satellite.

the paper has printed three rounds of corrections. how does this woman have a job again?

FUN! bebelestrange: aliceintumblerland: Don’t forget! Contest...

Wed, 29 Jul 2009 15:59:09 -0400

FUN!

bebelestrange:

aliceintumblerland:

Don’t forget!

Contest time again!

I am giving away this necklace for FREE! All you have to do to be entered into the drawing is reblog this post (with a link to my etsy store attached)!

My etsy store: www.unexpectedexpectancy.com

The contest ends tonight, July 29th at 8 PM CST!

What's ahead for cats cared for at Chrysler plant?

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 20:00:07 -0400

What's ahead for cats cared for at Chrysler plant?:

“Even homeless cats are being hit by the auto industry’s downturn.

For at least 20 years, a feral cat colony has thrived on the grounds of the Sterling Heights Chrysler assembly plant, softening the industrial setting and providing a ready supply of kittens for interested workers.”

deadgirls: aurorae: (via girlsonfire)

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 13:47:08 -0400

deadgirls:

aurorae:

(via girlsonfire)

the very limited options available to ladies in responding to rape jokes

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 08:24:23 -0400

iamchrysanthemum:

anthonybergen:

foolsgoldnugget:

jaimeleigh:jgh:bingoparaphernalia:abbyjean:

Say Nothing. Hope the conversation does not continue extolling the virtues of rape, making saying nothing harder. Hate yourself for saying nothing. Notice girl sitting on the porch of the house next to you who has heard what was said. Notice her similar reactions. Hate yourself more for saying nothing, because she has probably been raped, too, because you don’t know any woman who hasn’t. Hate your friend, because he doesn’t know that every woman he knows has been raped. Have minor flashbacks of what was done to you. No feeling the sun, the breeze now, just his hand on your shoulder to get leverage. Simmer with stopped-up rage that this thing he did, his hand on your shoulder, has just been joked about as fun and exciting. Simmer with stopped-up rage that you said nothing then, too, even though that’s not really true. You just said nothing that was listened to, deemed important. Like your silence and obvious rage is being ignored now. Stop enjoying the day. Stop enjoying the company of your friend. Make a mental note to withdraw from others before they can casually, “jokingly” remind you of your rape. Feel bad. It’s not like they know you were raped. Feel angry. It’s not like you’re ever going to tell them, now. Feel alone and angry. Assume bitterly that you will feel this way forever.

Be Edgy! Jump in with some even MORE offensive humor! Run with the rape joke! Make it even more rape-y! Now your friend will never guess you have been raped. Bonus prize: if he ever finds out, he will respect you for not making a “big deal” out of your rape, for not making it the centerpiece of your life and his on a hot and lazy summer day. Settle in with the smug knowledge that you are not like those other broken, damaged, traumatized victims. Withdraw from “those” kinds of victims, who might try and drag you down into their hysteria with them. Throw them to the goddamn wolves. Throw your flashbacks to the goddamn wolves. Toast to rape!

Initiate a Very Serious Conversation, out of nowhere, like. Tell your friend that joke was not funny. Tell him rape is never funny. Keep talking after his face has pinched up in resentment and disgust, because you are RUINING his day and his BEER and his FUNNY. You know you are actually ruining his sense of himself as a good and decent person, but you cannot communicate that to him, because he is smug and disengaged, and you are shaking and stuttering and trying to explain the experience of women to a man who has grown up among women, known women, loved women, and somehow doesn’t know this already, which means he doesn’t want to know, doesn’t care. Feel vulnerable. Feel angry that you feel vulnerable. Consider stopping mid-sentence, getting up, and walking away. Promise yourself that after this you will never speak to this friend again. Immediately break the promise, because you know if you don’t, he will tell everybody that you stopped being friends because you are Andrea Dworkin all of a sudden.

Initiate A Very Serious Conversation Version II: Follow version one, except also disclose to your friend (who thinks rape is funny and exciting) that you have been raped. Be surprised, all over again, that this does not immediately change his perspective, the way it changed yours. Realize that to him, rape is conceptual, even when it has really happened, even when it is real. Wonder if he has raped, without knowing it, because it was just a concept. Realize you now wonder this about every man. Are you Andrea Dworkin? Do you have any right to ruin this lovely summer day by dumping your rape on everybody? Did he? After this, will he now tell everybody that you FREAKED OUT just because you were apparently “RAPED” and you can’t GET OVER IT when it was just a JOKE, SERiously? Will everybody know you have been raped? Will everybody think you are a humorless rape-bot from now on? Feel like shit afterwards. Be reminded that you cannot trust anybody, now. Because you were raped. Because you are Andrea Dworkin. Because you didn’t prosecute. The reasons don’t matter anymore; the result is the same. You are Angry About Being Raped, which just compounds the stain of Being Raped. Add in Unable To Take a Joke, and you are officially Female.

Find Some Other Way. Can’t count on this one; sometimes an alternative pops into your head, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes you manage to say “Rape is funny!” and laugh away in such a sarcastic, biting voice that it communicates everything you wanted to say, and you all move on. Or you do what I did, which was threaten to break my beer bottle on the railing and stab my friend in the fucking neck with it if he didn’t shut his fucking maw. Ha ha! I said. A joke! Not really, man. Ha! Am I kidding? Am I? Fun-nay. The simmering rage remains, the distrust, the wondering if you should speak to this person ever again, the flashbacks. But the day moves forward rather than grinding to a screeching halt.

excerpted from a great post by harriet jacobs
- please read the whole thing.

Oh boy…this is going to lose me some followers, but remember ahead of time ladies that my Tumblr is all in good fun!

*AHEM*

I have a few suggestions:

1. Stop dressing so sexy and saying no when you really mean yes.

2. Be more careful about drinking your drink after I slip something into it.

3. It’s not like you got raped or something…oh wait, I’m sorry, you DID get raped? Well, it’s not like you got killed or something.

4. Stay away from guys like this. (Also, black guys and Ben Roethlisberger)

5. Jokes about rape are a lot funnier than some guy getting all rapey and taking things too far.

6. Eat a lot of cake and ice cream. Fat girls don’t get raped. Ever. Like, seriously, no fat girl has ever been raped in the history of rape.

Ummm…okay, you know what? I’m even starting to feel uncomfortable about this, so I’m going to quit now. Pretend this didn’t happen. I love women? Go WEAVE? Shout out to Nicole Brown Simpson, that chick that Phil Spector killed and all my other homegirls who got a raw deal? This isn’t helping is it?

As a woman who has been there, … Oh, fuck, nevermind.
Rape jokes aren’t funny.

My tumblarity is 0.

Sun, 05 Jul 2009 23:20:10 -0400

Ouch!

nightmarebrunette:

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 20:07:28 -0400

nightmarebrunette:

"Grinding in pumps is the worst! It’s so hard on the legs. Like, you know it’s September again..."

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 03:24:37 -0400

“Grinding in pumps is the worst! It’s so hard on the legs. Like, you know it’s September again because you wake up in the morning and it’s like, “did I just run a marathon?” And you’re dancing and it’s like “I’m SO tired, but I’ve got to keep grinding.””

- Leeann on grinding (via christinefriar) (via alohanico)