Monday, June 27, 2011

Forgive me whatever, I have sinned.  Today I cleaned my outdoor gadgets and removed a small, sloppy, old, semi-built bird nest.  I had birds nesting on unlikely places but this one is directly under the flood light and wiring gadgets.  The flood light was used as an anti-theft, anti-vandalism deterrent, driven by infra-red sensors.  May be it wasn't working for a long time.

I don't usually remove nests.  Even with people walking all over, mowing right under, cars parking right under, the birds can survive.  The nests are even reused by the same or different birds the next year.

This one seems so sloppy and small and attached to nothing much so I think it's an half built one.  But I was wrong.

I walk right under it everyday and I didn't notice any signs of life.  Usually mother birds will fled when someone walks nearby.  Maybe it's facing the main road so they are used to the traffic.

Also I never checked the nest because firstly it's difficult to look inside when the nests are built to hide the chicks.  Secondly I have the phobia that there may be some failed hatchings, or awful food still left inside.

When I throw the nest off the eaves overhang, I noticed some cotton like things dropped on the ground.

When I finished cleaning up the mess at the eaves, I discovered what I did.  The cotton things are egg shells.  There is one tiny lump of pink creature that is breathing.  It may have hatched or came from a broken egg.  There maybe a mostly broken egg with yolk spilling out. I hoped to salvage a whole egg but on close inspection it was damaged.

I can't handle it other than hose the whole tiny mess into the grass and plants, at a distance.  The nest looked sloppy but from the inside it was silky smooth, forming more than an hemisphere.

I wanted to show the kids what a real nest looks like, and then place it next to an decorative nest.  Then I decided not to look at it any more and let it RIP in the trash collector bin.

After a bad weekend it's sad.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Women's Funding Network committed suicide

Old news, new angle (for me at least).

Women's Funding Network is credited for closing down Craigslist, after creating a 3.7 million per month pro-prostitution advertising market.

Backpages picked up the tab, at over 2 million, per month, along with a school of smaller fishes.

The study:"Women's Funding Network sex trafficking study is junk science" is funded by Backpages!!!  Talking about creating your own enemy, your biggest enemy is yourself, this enemy created is gigantic. 

It doesn't matter if the junk science is not as widely read or as well known as the WFN.  Credible people exposed the junk science.  This will not be the end of it.  Every silly move by the WFN and the like will be scrutinised.  All their silly articles in the past will be looked at.  I would declare suicide committed.

You will find comments like this:

Why on earth would you take the time to write an article about this? Even if the numbers are over exaggerated or inaccurate (although I'd be those numbers were the best they could do) it's still a serious issue. This is probably one of the most justified topic to be sensationalized to raise awareness. Unfortunately there are many Minnesotans who don't care about these people (my theory is because they're poor, Minnesotans hate the poor).

Total failure of education in evidence, and that's what politicians are after.

As a victim, I can tell you that this is very abusive.  You say it loud, you say it often, and it will be true.  This is abusing the truth, and people standing with the truth.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Prostitution advertising bragging rights

I just discovered that the AIM group (a sister company of has good analysis on prostituting advertising.

You can't help but to notice that the anti-trafficking camp created a giant disaster, a 3.7 million per month advertising market.  That's the money they force onto Craigslist.

I'm sure any policeman knows this, you cannot track pimps by charging through credit card with phone verifications.  This guys can pay $10 per ad.  A cell phone cost as low as $10.  A SIM card is less than $2 including shipping and airtime.  Just pay by cash and wear a hood at the shop.  You can still be traceable in theory but you do not worry if you are not a big time terrorist. 

With Craigslist gone, Backpages is picking up the tap at over 2 million month, and rising.  Looking at the revenues of older well known sites, you know what a monster these people created.

The next best, traditional Eros, is only a fraction of the revenue.  Neck to neck with Eros is Cityvibe, which is now basically a Eros and a Craigslist side by side.

I'm a little surprised that MyRedbook never found its way and become a mom and pa shop along with the others.  The revenue can't support the salary of a decent CEO.  I don't understand why AdultSearch works when it's pretty useless.  Same for Craigslist but at least CL has a lot more useless ads to pick from. is closed about May, a few months after an FBI raid.  Again most of the ads are pretty useless (fake).

High traffic do not always translate to revenue, surprise:
TheEroticReview is high traffic as always, rank about the same, just below Craigslist and now Backpage.  If 1% of the unique visitors pay up, the revenue will still be mom and pa shops.  For 10%, it will be as profitable as Eros.

BTW, the ex-owner of TER, David Elm, was jailed for 4+ years for being stupid.  Old news.  The website is now hosted offshore.  If it's not a private company of his own, he may have been forced to sell his stake for cheap, and left with nothing when he gets out.

I do not know why Eros succeed and became the leader of non-classified prostitution ad.  The style and function of the site never changed, when Cityvibe is trying everything and trying so hard for so long.  Another nostalgic site that never change is   It may be doing fine but you have no idea when an ad was posted.

I'm sure there are a lot of local escort sites that are doing as well as those in the bottom of the list.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Good reasons to legalize happy endings at least

For some consenting sex is a human right, I found out.  UK govt paid a disabled person to have sex in Amsterdam.  I haven't checked but I think it's reliable source.

It wouldn't happen in US but if it does, states have to fly people to absurd counties in Nevada and pay for expensive monopoly sort of sex.

To uphold human rights, and to save budget money, I propose legalise happy endings for a start.  It's not bad.  I have to fight hard against addiction, telling myself that it's not real sex.  There's always those drop dead gorgeous who will not touch you no matter what.  For $100 a massage they don't need to.  There's always those who sell their massage for a living, but knowing that without happy ending it's frustration for many.  There's the eye candies staffing the hand job factories.  It's all good and you can mix and match.

For non-violent domestic abuse victims, it's more than human rights.  You can ask all you want why domestic violence victims tolerate their spouse for so long.  For the other types of abuse victims, happy ending is temporary shelter.

Prostitution and non-violent spouse abuse

When a spy is caught, his/her fate is sealed.  They may be vaporised into thin air and never seen again.  Or they may be kept forever with the same effect.  When torture is not allowed, so why they still confess or tell what they know?

So that all will go away.  So they can have peace and quiet.  Left alone to rot in their cells.

Once I came across CIA interrogation techniques, it dawned on me that my spouse is doing the same thing.  With reasons not leaving the relationship, the home become a real prison.

Then I came across non-violent spouse abuse, which is what I'm suffering.  It is so common.  The problem is, me and my spouse don't realize it.  I know she has a problem, going ballistic so easily (so do many people).  I have the victim thinking  that I'm also to blame.  If she is shopping all day probably she wouldn't be triggered into ballistic behavior.  I think she is a bit mental, like autistic, so I gave her some slacks.  Obviously, she also inherit the behavior from her mother.  Her mother is well known as the verbal abuse type, even when I was dating my spouse.  But they all like me so you wouldn't discover in a million years, until ...

So another excuse to thank you for all the prostitutes, escorts, call girls, massage girls that I met, for being good spouse abuse counselors.

If you read how the US treats it's prisoner of war, you got the idea.  Humiliation, yelling, random verbose abuse.  You will give them anything so it will go away.  Even though you will still be in prison definitely after that.

Prostitution can be seen as exercise in the yard, library privileges, when you are on life imprisonment without parole. 

I can explain why I am not, say, emptying the garbage bin on time.  Once I'm late in emptying the full bin, she goes ballistic on it.  Not yelling, but random loud bangs on the kitchen cabinet doors, dishes, etc, and talking to herself why she is so unfortunate since ... as long as she can recall, and time to tell it.

So I am dramatized about the incident.  Then traumatized.  It's like PTSD.  You need something like regression therapy to handle it.  You go back to the incident so you can face it without stress.  But it is the other way round for her.  So the garbage bin build up to be a gigantic trauma in my mind and I wouldn't even see it and think about it, "forgetting" to empty it.  So it becomes a downward spiral.

For me hiring domestic help worth anything.  Remember that I would say and do anything in order for the abuse to go away.  But she thinks that hiring help for trivial things is a big waste of money, money that she can spend.  You will have a hard time hiring unless for a couple of hours everyday, or tolerate some stranger to live in your house.

For the 19 year old massage girl.  It's an honor to donate to your college fund.  When I was sucking your perfectly formed breast, you are being therapeutic in much more ways you ever know.  That's why I wouldn't let go easily.  Your handjob sucks, but you will learn along with your education.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

What to do with legs

I'm a leg man, extensive training since kindergarten.  At the time I was in a classroom on the bottom floor, a combined school which has a collectible uniform, very short skirts.  Girls sell their old ones, but not to other girls in the same school, go figure.

I like to look, but once at close range, I don't know what to do.  For example, a model figure standing in front of the mirror, wearing bikini on high heels, let me kiss her from neck down without moving.  I know how to deal with the other parts but not the legs.

In the beginning, I usually ask to massage the escort.  It fulfills my desire of looking and touching.  It turns out that's a pretty awkward thing to do, for both.  There are many reasons.  She is vulnerable in the massage position.  She wouldn't like you to look at every inch of her, if she is not totally confident.

I met an outstanding girl who is confident enough to let me massage her.  Once I started she laughed.  She knows it is just an excuse to molest her legs.  She just laid there, smiling.

One girl has the solution.  After a massage, she spit a large wad of saliva on to my ankle.  Before the saliva drips away, she moved it up through my legs to my tight, with her tongue.  That sent a chill to my spine.

That's why when I have the urge to kiss and lick legs, my mouth will be very dry and couldn't move two inches.

I would like very much to spit on your legs, a lot.  Who's wiling?

I met a girl with great legs.  My eyes fixed on her short skirt, then her naked legs.  When I was inside her, she saw that I was distracted by her legs.  I couldn't decide to play with her legs or concentrate on the penetration.

She dealt with that by kicking one of her leg high up in the air, holding it straight with her hand.  Now that worked.  I could concentrate on fucking her hard, standing up, she lying on the edge of the high bed.  My hands are free to roam on her body.  Her leg were not too close so I can see how long and straight it was.  I could feel it and kiss it whenever I felt like it.

Fast forward to Father's Day eve.  I touched Mrs Player's legs and she played dead as usual.  I knew I would be lucky when I wet kissed her legs and she was still dead.  When my tongue was dry, I moved on to penetration.

I didn't dare to spit on her legs.

Remembering the other girl, I pulled her dead body to the edge of the bed.  I got inside.  It's not possible that she would hold her leg straight for me so I did.

I tried a few ways to hold her legs straight but failed.  Finally I reached a very conventional position.  I put her legs on my shoulders and I straighten her legs with my arms.

The problem was that, I could touch and kiss, but couldn't see.  The floor to ceiling mirror is right behind me.  Fortunately there's also a big mirror on the other side of the bed that I can see.

I saw this position for so long and I never think too much of it.  Now I can appreciate it, but only with a mirror.  And you have to hold the legs straight yourself.  Or else there's nothing to look no matter how longs the legs are.

There's no such trouble if she would let me fuck standing up on straight legs.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Sluts are stupid

“There is no reason why I should suffer an aggression for the simple reason of how I’m dressed,”

I cannot agree more, but ...

THIS does not help rape prevention.

This is as stupid as celibacy.  This may be a good idea spiritually, but evolution is not there yet.  Men and women are not designed for celibacy.

Law makers should be educated, juries should be educated, dress code should not be considered in a rape case.  Potential rapists may be deterred somewhat.

But, in educating little girls, we should listen to law enforcement (unbiased experience from real statistics) and perhaps to rapists on how they pick victims.

Anyway, the usual MOA applies (motive, opportunity, ability).  Many rapists are not strangers to the victims.  Go figure.

There is a pretty thin line between a decent human being and a rapist, at the critical moment.

It's a very DNA thing.  You just notice the sluttiest girl, and the others don't seem to exist.  Sometimes you involuntarily detour a little to follow a slut, by foot or by car.  You are not thinking slut or no slut.  The magnetism varies with the amount of exposed flesh.

Little girls should understand how the mind of a rapist works.  I would think dress code is a factor in the minds of a rapist, not that he is thinking rationally.  What if I'm wrong?  Dressing modestly is not going to increase the chance of being raped.  Harmless.

Change the law, change the culture, but slut walk does not change the chance of being raped.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Anti-prostitutin - a losing battle

It's absolutely illegal in New York.  Spitzer did it anyway.  It's evolution that made the DNAs.  It's a losing battle to eliminate prostitution. 

Why do they even try?  Coming up with some practical models and policies is good, but the whole world is a giant experiment since recorded history.  It's was illegal in UK some 20/30 years ago?  Then tolerated under some conditions, which became sort of legal in terms of common sense.  Now they try to change it, or did they?  Amsterdam became a world icon but they try to change it.

It's not rational debate, scientific experiments and logical collection and interpretation of the statistics.  It's politics. 

Despite all the education, democracy did not evolve as fast as it is desirable.  The majority of people do not have time for it.  What politicians mostly do is to appeal to your primal instincts - a few hunters in a pack around a small valley.  "OK, prostitution is disgusting, I'll check the box next to your name."

What fuels these politics?  There are always those who want to turn back the clock.  But evolution has it's own pace, and never turns back.  If you can turn back the clock, there will not be so much troublesome chemicals detected in most of the population.  Girls are thriving, menstruation at 10, boys are fewer, with small pennis and slower development.  It's almost fulfillment of prophecy of biblical proportions.  But that's science.

Then there's religions.  The trouble with them is that, these guys don't need results, and they have all the time in the world, world after world.  Good intentions guarantee them a place in heaven, and if they screw up, including themselves, they have another chance in another life.  Or so they believe.

Religion is a product of human evolution.  But religion comes and goes.  The Egyptian religions were replaced when other cultures ruled.  Science is itself a sort of religion.  There are rules for everything, and if you understand them, you can predict the outcomes including randomness. 

Even religion lose if it plays with evolution.  Nuns in 28 countries were abused.  They admitted it but nothing special was done about it.  Consenting adults?  These girls have no other surviving skills, no pension, sleep on the 3rd world streets if they leave.  Kids abused for 30 years.  They can't consent, can they?

The Craigslists saga was an empty victory at best.  It's a disaster.  CL was pushed to accept millions of dollars of advertisement.  And then quit the "business" altogether.  Backpages pick up the millions.  And they have no intention to give up the money.  Your greedy corporations at work.  CL is an easy target because it never intended to make money.

CL has the vision that if not there it will turn up elsewhere.  At least the erotic sections wasn't making pimp money and there is the "community" to patrol it.  Before that it was TER, and still is.  Why CL was target is beyond me.  Just to make noise, or feel better to be able to do something about it?

Monday, June 13, 2011

Evolution vs homephobic

Oh yes, she is a born man, and still have a big gun beneath.  But no, I wish I have seen her.  It's just a picture I came across on the net to make my point.

I guess I can suck her cock any time.  But if you look around the net, shemale porn that attract me is about nil.  What's the point of finding needles in the hay stack when I am so attracted to women, porn or not?  I'm very happy eating pussy.

It's evolution at work, and all is written all over your DNA.  There's no need to phobic about.

Imagine if you have the cash to do a global search, and end up with a hot porn star.  All you get is heavy investment.  See her boobs and she probably have a butt job as well to make all the curves.  The first thing is that these thing do not last.  Secondly, if you notice long enough, you will find that men is different from women.  The curves will be slightly different no matter how good it looks at first sight.  So, short term entertainment is good, but not something you want to wake up to, everyday.

I have no problem with gay pride parades, but I wouldn't turn up to see something that turns me off.   Attractive lesbian / shemale porn will be different.  I'm very happy to donate to the cause.  I suggest the same targeting female.

You left school too long.  You forget about science.  If you don't like the dirty word, call it law of nature, philosophy, or common sense.  Don't worry about how little boys and girls turn up.

You should try it sometimes.  You may even like it.  Bisexuals have all the luck.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

She came from the KGB

Two living organisms coming together will be one of several things.  From mutualism, where both benefits, down to parasitism, and even amensalism, where one is completely obliterated.

Being human, they have the complexity to be all, from a newly married couple to a rich happy widow.

Men see prostitutes because it's mutual.  A prostitute with customers is better than one without.  One reason married men see prostitutes is because their wives become parasitic - better off without.

The law encourages parasitism.  Fair enough, I can't obliterate her.  But I can't do anything else about it.  But if you fight evolution, you can't win.  It will only end up in mutual destruction - extinction.  Fair enough too.

Parasites are the least of my worries.  The KGB / CIA know that it's best to topple you from within.

Some people are just born into psychological warfare with total immunity themselves.  My wife is a gas-lighting specialist.  There are classic movies about it but I was new to the term.  I was lucky that I wasn't locked inside a mental institution, at least not yet.

As a scholar or the highest calibre ;-) I pretty knows how the brain works.  If I fix the garage door I would put the screws where I unscrew them.  So it will be all over both sides, both ends of the garage.  I know the brain will not work well if you are physically unsound, like hungry or tired.  So I seldom finish everything in one day (or weeks!).  What's the rush for a non-perfect job for no pay?  All hell broke lose when she came in the garage one day unexpected.  She will sort all the screws according to size and put them together in bags.  All the tools will be line up neatly, so I lost all the information of where I used them and the sizes of the nuts and bolts.

Worse, I can deal with toxic waste, recycling, and left over chemicals in the garage, all using more or less the original containers.  She grouped the same containers together.

Worst, I use the same cloth, different ones, for cleaning jobs from wheels to kitchen worktop tiles.  I can tell which are the toxic ones, and which ones use only organic cleaners.  She hang them together.

She is autistic and wouldn't admit it.  She won't do anything about it anyway.

Once I tried to fix the laptop to add to my junk machine collection.  She was annoyed that her dining table, which is seldom used, was occupied for too long.  She stack everything on a pile and put it under the table.  Imagine that for a start there were 20 odd screws the tiniest that I have ever dealt with.  So instead of another museum piece to show off I had just a pile of absolutely useless junk.

The best reminder is - a screw on the kitchen worktop.  You know you have a job to finish.  The best motivation is - a screw on the kitchen worktop.  If you can't stand it enough, you will work on it.  Did I say I pretty much know how the brain works?  The problem is, she will put those things away on first sight.  How can I finish anything?

I tried to declare my work space at home off limits.  And the air around it no-fly-zone.  But she would just run the vacuum cleaner into the socket extension with tens of plugs, and run the vacuum cleaner tool among the plug where most of the dust are.  Once she does that, I have to restart the whole system because some plugs will get disconnected and reset something along the way.

The real gas-lighting comes when I tried to find a form or something.  It wasn't where I put it, always for everything.  Did I actually worked on it?  Did I actually have the form or just imagining it? 

That is the tip of the iceberg.  Have you seen bar tenders slide things across the worktop?  She is an expert too.  But she does it on hard indestructible kitchen tiles, if only for two inches for no reason.   So from the early morning, I would hear random loud bangs if we are both around.  She is completely immune to it.

The KGB is better.  I will confess and everything will go away.  They will leave me in peace in my cell.