Bull Run On The Men Market
While my pessimism as regards men, may know no bounds, she reminds me that some markets are always booming! Viva manhood and the spirit of madness, then! (Click on pic to see full comic on a new page)
Commentary on current social affairs. Intersectional feminism examining questions of gender, sex, sexuality, caste, class, race, religion & other discriminators.
While my pessimism as regards men, may know no bounds, she reminds me that some markets are always booming! Viva manhood and the spirit of madness, then! (Click on pic to see full comic on a new page)
I ushered in the New Year at a hip party in a swank hotel. Multiple dance-floors, buffet dinner and unlimited alcohol. Most of the guests took the last part of that invitation seriously. Real serious. By 11pm, the open-air lawn bar was clean out of vodka, wine and Breezers. A…
Actually after this, another string of random thoughts on breaking up and the afterlife. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ You watch them speak to and of the one they love.And think, unflinchingly, that they don’t speak to or of you that way.The only part that hurts is the realisation that they once used to….
My tastes are expensive. My queen SELF is worth paying for. The best part of financial independence is not needing to answer to someone else.
Personally I loathe the ‘s’ word. I’m no prude but it is just derogatory. On the other hand, it conveys a certain devil-may-care, FO attitude, doesn’t it? Or more aptly ,a fuck-me-or-fuck-off attitude. Perfect. That’s this man alright. Can I attempt to define the Male Slut? Rather tough. Let me…
I wanted to write this last week but I’ve been running late on a lot of things and just haven’t had the time. Nnnneeeaaarrrrrggghhh. Now usually I like to be this one foot here/the other there sort of person who expounds on the scientific reason behind certain superstitions, the validity…
When sambar isn’t sambar without masala powder, why are we to accept a matrimonial match with no attraction?
Heeheehee….got this picture off The Lady‘s post. It reminded me of the time my friend got married. The pre-wedding days were a time of much mirth for the cronies of the bride and groom. But of course. We were such a bunch of wits. For the wedding night, we decided…
When a good friend recently told me that he was gay, it did not come as a surprise. Indeed I concluded that my prayers had been answered in the form of someone who was already quite close to me. But even more, it was a moving moment since he chose…
As I read a story about fairytale characters in New York, my childhood comes back to me. I remember why my fanciful notions were set that way. I’m angry.