Archive for August, 2005

Sex ex-change

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

I have this belief that if someone wants to move to my country and I want to move to theirs, there should be some way to transfer citizenship from one person to another. Well, as it turns out, I’m not the only one who thinks with this kind of logic.

Apparently, a 27 year old Chinese man who wants to get a sex change has decided to donate his penis to a woman who also wants a sex change. The woman apparently has tried attaching a penis before with little success. Her first penis was made with skin taken from her abdomen.

This is not a first in China. In 1993, doctors attempted to attach another donor penis but the organ failed due to rejection from the immune system.

The funny thing about this article is that the title truly portrays how China views women (“Man offers to donate penis for odd woman”). What are they calling her odd for? He’s the known suicidal effeminate male who wears makeup and is willing to donate his penis and get a sex change! Suddenly she is the one labeled a freak…?

This is expected, though. China is a society that has a one child policy where the majority of parents wish to have sons to carry on their esteemed family lines. As a result, the abortion rate is high, doctors are often paid to kill girls upon birth to make it look like stillbirth (i.e. post-natal infanticide) and other girls are either abandoned or put up for adoption. In fact the problem is so bad that the Chinese government is willing to pay couples to produce daughters. If the problem persists, Chinese men will begin to have problems finding Chinese brides in the future (approx. 120 males born for every 100 females).

The problem is not only in China, though, it has also crossed our own borders into Canada. If you’re a pregnant woman in British Columbia wondering why your doctor is refusing to tell you the sex of your baby, perhaps you should look to your Chinese neighbor. With all the Chinese immigrants in B.C. there has been an increase in the same behavior as in mainland China. In order to prevent sex-selective abortions, B.C. has stopped informing parents of the sex of their fetuses in order to deter the desire for abortion until after an abortion is no longer an option.

What, then, will happen if it becomes common practice to select the sex of your children through genetic manipulation? Will Chinese parents take advantage of this privilege as well?

Ms. Kitka, Playmate of the Month

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

Hugh Hefner's Penis - Google Search

So I was checking out my statistics this evening and noticed something very interesting… if you look up “Hugh Hefner’s penis” on Google, guess who comes out as number one… yup, little old me. Which brings me to the question, why are people looking up “Hugh Hefner’s penis” on Google anyways? Are they curious to see whether he has publicly made any porn of his own? Well folks, I’m sorry to disappoint you but I figure that if he can keep such a tight leash on his own Playmates he can certainly deal with his own public image.

Some people wonder what draws me to Hefner’s empire, but the answer is simple. While some kids grow up believing that the ‘American dream’ is to own a nice suburban home with a white picket fence, 2.5 kids and an SUV in the driveway, my own American dream is to get a photo spread in Playboy to immortalize my fine ass and then retire to my modern-decorated loft by the beach and go surfing. Is it too much to ask?

It may be fun to go to a couple of parties at the Playboy mansion, but I don’t see the point in becoming a regular. I have not always heard positive stories about visits to the home and wouldn’t want to completely shatter my dreams through over-exposure.

So, now that Hef’s cock and I are eternally intertwined, does this take me any closer to becoming a playmate? Probably not. But it certainly does make me want to meet the old boy so that I can tell him in person!

Tales From the Crotch

Tuesday, August 9th, 2005

Are you sitting comfortably? Good.

Today I have found three horrifyingly painful stories (or as I prefer to call them: “humiliating tales of terror”) in the news that I thought I would share with you all.

Story #1 (Pain factor: Ouch!) – So you thought the Salem witch trials were over and done with? Think again. A group of four brothers took revenge on a Punjabi woman the other day because she supposedly used witchcraft to kill their sister. Obviously their claims were unfounded, but that didn’t stop them from abducting her from her home, stripping her naked, tying her to a tree and severely beating her overnight.

Story #2 (Pain factor: Holy fuck!) – Apparently the diary of a former prisoner is being released and news of his excruciating torture is getting a lot of press (I would have given you the link to the Al Jazeera article, but I figured all of my readers, with the exception of Vince, don’t quite trust Al Jazeera as a regular news source). The prisoner was transported from prison to prison in different countries and his worst torture was not his severe Gitmo beatings, but rather the 20-30 gashes to his penis in Morocco.

Story #3 (Pain factor: FUCKIN’ CUNT!) – A young groom has made big bucks off of a strip club after he was injured at his bachelor party. The strippers gave him the traditional bachelor party treatment by jumping on his groin (?), which caused his zipper to tear open his testes. He apparently put bandaids on his ballsack for the wedding and then noticed that he was hemorrhaging on his wedding night. Since he wasn’t able to consummate his marriage on his wedding night, he was particularly pissed off and is planning to go on a second honeymoon with the tons of cash he’s getting from the settlement. For God’s sake men, have your bachelor parties at least a week before the wedding!

Liberal no more…

Monday, August 8th, 2005

As my regular readers should already know, I believe in the liberalization of sex and the sex industry. Today I was reading an article about a male stripper course in Sweden and I came to a horrifying realization.

Although the image of Sweden has been a liberal one for many years now, the reality is just not so. While we envision Sweden’s attitude towards sex and the sex industry as one similar to Amsterdam, the reality is that there is much intolerance over the subject.

“In a country where a newly launched feminist party recently won 7 percent of support in an opinion poll, the pressure on politicians and companies to take a stand against the sex industry is intense.”

On the message boards of The Local, someone questioned the image of Swedish liberalism to a tea:

“Sweden is tough on prostitution, users of soft drugs are considered morally suspect, you can’t buy alcohol after 7pm or drink in many parks, and more and more hotels refuse to show porn. Why is Sweden considered liberal?”

The interesting thing is that although it is a common accepted practice for Swedes to undress at pool parties, Swedish laws actually ban full nudity at sex shows. What message does this send… it’s natural to be naked, but as soon as you do it for money it’s wrong? What if a stripper chose to work voluntarily… would she/he still be restricted from the Full Money?

How can we beat the system…

Clear Shoe Diaries

Monday, August 8th, 2005

Last Thursday was my first strip class since my trip to LA and my new hair color and style. The difference was incredible.

Although I already had great skills and sexy blonde hair like many strip starlets, the dark brown look provided a new sensuality that I hadn’t seen in years. The stripper shoes that I bought from Frederick’s of Hollywood a couple of weeks ago also raised my look from strip-like to strip-authentic.

When I first strapped on my new 6 inch clear stripper shoes in class I was afraid that I would trip or wobble around like a new-born calf. Luckily, however, I turned out to be a natural. The shoes not only lifted me from 5’2” to 5’8”, they also made my legs look longer and sexier and allowed me to bend over and tease my audience further than ever before.

Along with the new shoes, I wore a pair of sexy tight jeans and a tiny Hustler top (one of three tops purchased at the Hustler Store in LA)… I received many compliments and have since been told that I should dress like this more often for class!

Ask and you shall receive. I just wish I could wear lingerie to class and strip for real.