Featured Horror Film: High Tension

I am such a whore for horror. What I was amazed to find was that most people don't find horror to be compelling. wtf? Well, about 3 months ago I saw this film called High Tension. It's either French or Italian, but it's magnificently dubbed in English (and when I say magnificently, I mean that it's one of the worst dub jobs in the Western world).

Rarely does a film manage to give me the creepies for months on end (except The Hills Have Eyes; that still gives me the shivery sweats), but the scary character - whom I call The Fat Frenchman - is the kind of guy who makes you want to throw up on your legs a little. The twist is - he's actually a hot, chain-saw wielding lesbian!! You've just got to see the movie.

Aaaaagggghh! Click here to feel the nausea.

I'm New to Dublit!

Hey there!
I just uploaded my first audio short on Dublit. You can listen to the recording of Milking Cow from my book, Destination DD: Adventures of a Breast Fetishist with 40DDs (just click on that thing down there). I recorded on Audacity, and the audio is kinda crappy. If you have a suggestion on how to navigate Aud or something, let me know :) Bon Appe*tit*

Film Review: XXY

When I saw XXY on the shelf at the video place down the street, my political clit got a little buzz of delight: intersexuality doesn't get nearly enough coverage, and is still largely misunderstood even though it's estimated that as many in 1 in 500 babies has some kind of chromosomal variation that would deem them intersex.

I was sure that the title XXY (which refers to a genetic variation: a biological male (XY) with an extra X chromosome. This is also called Klinefelter syndrome) was an indicator that this would be a fabulously enlightening, political story finally made into film. And XXY was a total prize cow at a buncha film festivals.

But it was just another hermaphrodite movie with a macabre soundtrack! Boo, I say. Boo.

My biggest problem: this film didn't even attempt to elucidate the issue for the average person, who, from my experience, knows shit-all about intersexuality. And if you're going to make a political film, yes, I do think it's your responsibility to spell some things out. At least have some damn prologue titles!

Second, the film seems to be moved along by the idea that the main character has both an enormo schlong and a vag. I'm supposed to believe that despite years and years of feminizing hormone treatments, that Alex is packing enough to have butt sex with her house guest's son. Not likely. Most variations of intersexuality involve no actual visible signs and those that do, manifest in ambiguous genitalia NOT something out of Hentai.

Should it still get points for the schnazzy title or the fact that they kinda, sorta addressed this deeply political issue. NO. But I will throw them a bone for showing parents who did not allow their child to be operated on at birth and parents who advocated for their child.

For more on intersexuality: www.ISNA.org

Are Christians the Anti-Christ?

Note 1: I will not hide my disdain for Christians in this blog.

Just the other day, my boyfriend accepted the challenge to debate a Christian named Ray Comfort on the topic "Is there a God" (you may know RC from the show he does with Kirk Cameron. Yes, as in Growing Pains). Unfortunately, blowing Kirk Cameron doesn't give you super powers, and so he lost. Aww.

The Christians in the lecture hall where the debate took place, did what I've always seen them do: get pissed when someone pokes holes in their creepy world view. They got mean and rude. They condascended and maliciously joked. As Sam was leaving the stage, one of them said "I really hope you don't have to burn." Shyeah, I'm sure.

After the debate, Sam (the BF) got cornered by these other 2 Jesus freaks, who proceeded to tell him that all great civilizations have arisen within the last 5000 years (completely negating a whole bunch of cultures, including Australia's aborigines, as well as those of the Americas, China and Africa), that carbon dating was nonsense, that the Bible was the most historically accurate text in history, and other similarly bullshit claims. I - the recovering Christian, the girl who was a Sunday School teacher for 7 years, the same girl who cried and begged for forgiveness every time she masturbated from the age of 7 to 15 - managed to remain composed for the entirety of the debate, but this repartee really, really got me pissed.

Let me pause for a moment, and tell you why I'm pissed: Christianity is NOT some benign belief system. Religion involves politics, power, the fight against human rights and progress on a real, human level. When we think of abortion, reproductive health education, the pill, gay rights, stem cell research, and science, Christians stand on the wrong side of every one of these issues. They oppose policy (and behavior) that improve the quality of life for everyone. And these people aren't just sitting at home with their chastity belts on baking cookies, people. They're voting, protesting, lobbying, contributing to campaign spending. They're indoctrinating their children, and they're also just being fucking annoying.

So, are Christians the anti-Christ? Virgie says yes. :)

P.S. Christians definitely hate vaginas. Are you gonna stand for that?

My Period & Me

Periods. Can't live with 'em. Can't live without 'em.

So, I was on Yasmin for about a year and some change. Everything seemed well enough, until I moved to New Zealand to be with my stalker (he hates that word, but he did fall in love with me after having heard me doing my radio show. You decide whether "stalker" is the right word.). Now penis is actually in the picture, and what do I find out? That I suspect that the pill was sabotaging my lurve life (dun dun duuuun). Now, you might be thinking: Virgie, you can't just randomly assert that it's the pill's fault. To which I would reply: 1. I'm a sex educator. I believe every woman should be on the pill! and 2. While in college, I took the pill (another pill, altogether), and found that it killed every last ounce of sexuality I had. All of a sudden hours and hours opened up in the day (hey, looking for cock is a fulltime job and then you add in masturbation, and I'm more employed than a migrant worker).

I have a kinda weird relationship with mentstruation. Thanks to UC Berkeley, I actually like it.. I mean, I want to make art out of it and make people stare at it (and then criticize them for not being as open-minded as they should be; this is the big payoff for all activism, right?). When I first got on Yasmin, it reduced my raging red river to a trickle. Literally. I called the doctor to make sure that this thing hadn't built a dam in me.

Then, I got used to it.

So, when I start looking at one of the sexiest men I've had the pleasure of fucking - i.e., stalker - and start feeling sisterly toward him, I knew something was wrong. Long story short: we went camping. I forgot my pill. Day later, my pussy is roaring like a Harley. End of story.

So, my period is back. In full force. And, yeah, it makes me feel kind of like mother earth is closer to me or at least that I could help somebody with a transfusion.

p.s. We use durex extra safe every time now :D