Who Died and Made the Pshrinks God or WTF

I was a child of the 1960s.  A wild child digging on freedom.  Wilhelm Reich, Tim Leary, Marx and Lenin (Groucho Marx and John Lennon). I went to the Pentagon and rioted in the streets.  I took acid and smoked dope.

I believe in free love because as Emma Goldman said, “How can love be anything but free?”

We belived that if it feels good and harms no one, go for it.  Pleasure is the only reason for doing something pleasurable.

We were dangerous revolutionaries threatening the forces of religion and repression.

Any society that preaches abstinence to kids in lieu of comprehensive sex education, denies women the right to abortion for any reason or access to birth control at any age is a sick society.  And psychiatrists who are no better in the US or the so called free world than in dictatorships are mere agents of repression,. Tools of the state and religion which is in turn the patriarchy.

The real question is:  Why are only straight “normies” allowed to have a sexuality that isn’t perversified and then only when it conforms to the doctrines of misogynistic religious ideology?

There was a movie with Marlee Matlin (the deaf actress not the ultra right wing pundit) called “Children of a Lesser God” and that sometimes feels like how they see us.

Lesser and not entitled to have a legitimate sexuality or enjoy the pleasures of sensuality.

When I was young and just coming out I used to think I was a bit perverted because some clothes were arousing but I had WBF girl friends who pointed out to me that Vogue was the same sort of look and fantasize material for them as Playboy was for guys.  I even had one gilfriend tell me that when she looked at Playboy she imagined herself as one of the models.

That was an era of openness and consciousness raising and we could talk about stuff like that.

But man oh man 30 years of ultra right wing patriarchal backlash beat the whole idea of sexual freedom down and made it damned near as verboten as admitting you enjoy smoking weed and don’t even plan on being caught dead in a church much less alive in one.  Well maybe to photograph.

The thing is many of us had our sexuality so abused by the world that we are afraid to even try to connect to another person.  It is as though we are not supposed to have any sort of sexuality.

And the focus on it all being about gender is almost a pathetic defensiveness that agrees with our not being permitted to have the same sexual feelings as normies.

All this ties in with how we are supposed to hate ourselves because the patriarchal religions and religion disguised as psychiatry tells us we are either evil or sick.

Even when we fall in love or lust these dicks want to make it perverted.  And if we feel good and sexual for any reason it has to be perverted.

Maybe the problem isn’t with us.  Maybe they are the ones with the problem.

Maybe they are just a bunch of fucking bigots post-moderning their hate speech into pseudo scientific jargon.

Pathologizing Our Partners

Blanchard’s latest crap dates back into the 1960s and Virginia Prince’s conversations with Stoller and perhaps even longer.

For certain people any man who has sex with us is either decieved or has dubious tendencies.

If we have sex with men and get SRS it is because we can’t accept our homosexuality or because straight men are supposed to be ultra attractive.

I came out in the Stonewall era so that one was rather laughable considering some of the most charming and physically attractive men were gay.

Gay men aren’t interested in us although some are attracted to our T to M brothers.  When I was first exploring my sexuality in the era of sexual freedom I tried sex with gay men and found it rather unsatisfying as did they.

Then a few months after I came out and had been on hormones for some six months this good looking pot dealer hit on me, he was straight and was reacting to my femininity.  When we had sex I was the girl in bed and set the pattern I would follow as a pre-op of telling him I did not want him to touch me there.

A few months later I had a lover, a Marine Corp deserter. Our relationship started based on “Women say yes to men who say No!” Very Lysistrata but also one of those things that we did back in the 1960 when we were better people than we are today.

It was a heterosexual relationship on every level except for my having parts of my body I placed off limits.  Yet the academics and psychiatrists as well as the uber right wing religious fucks  called our relationship gay.  Said we were both in denial.  At the height of gay liberation no less they said that of two people who considered themselves “Revolutionaries”.

The pathologizing of our partners continues after SRS and has its roots in the religious ideology that fucking is for procreation and not for fun.  The same ideology that says no to abortion rights and birth control for women and at the same time preaches abstenence going so far in certain cultures to stone women who aren’t chaste outside marriage.

This pathologizing is religion in pseudo scientific drag, a sort of post moderning of language mutating it from religious to psychopathological.

Actual people’s loving relationships be damned.