You know the drill.

First off, we have this lovely news story about how Walmart is threatening to move out of Washington, DC if the city passes a living wage bill which works like this :

The Washington, D.C. city council voted in favor of a bill last month, by an 8-5 margin, to institute a living wage of $12.50 for employees of corporate retailers “with sales of $1 billion or more and operating in spaces 75,000 square feet or larger.”

Walmart, being the total cockpunting pustules that they are, are having none of this, and are threatening to halt plans on three new stores in the DC area if the bill actually becomes law.

To which I say, don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. Good riddance to bad employers! If you can’t afford to pay your workers a living wage, then you do not deserve to be in business and you certainly do not deserve to be a profitable business.

And those jobs you are threatening to take away? They are worthless. The Internet resounds with reports of Walmart employees having to use food stamps (now call SNAP) and other social safety net systems just to survive on what Walmart pays. What’s more, Walmart counts on those programs. They are part of the business plan. We will pay our employees dirt and get away with it because the government will pay the rest.

So go ahead, Walmart. Leave. Your profit margin has no rights here. If you want to make money in DC, you will pay a decent wage.

It’s up to you to decide if less profits is better than no profits at all.

And bravo to the DC city council for having the nerve to stand up to big business like this! All you have to do now, people, is not blink. Put the bill into law and make it stick. Show big business that the people are still in charge of their own society.

The economy serves the people, not the other way around.

But enough of that vitriol. Now we shall take a break from seriousness and depart on a magical journey to the mystical realm where anything is possible…. a place known as… Japan.

I really hope that there is a full movie of this out there somewhere and that this is not just a hilarious fake trailer for a fictional movie.

Not that I would watch the movie, necessarily. It couldn’t possible live up to the trailer. But I would like to believe that it is out there, somewhere, being marvelously fucked up.

But don’t go putting this one in your “WTF, Japan?” file as it is clearly fucked up on purpose, and indeed, seems to be outright mocking Japan’s reputation for fetishy perversions. I love that.

I also love the idea of superheroes powered by kinkiness. The superhero world is often stiflingly vanilla. Sure, the chicks all have big tits and revealing costumes, and the men are all uber buff shoulder monsters, but nobody ever actually has sex. And if they do, it’s only alluded to like in old movies, and depressingly traditional.

Even hyper violent comics fill with blood, gore, death, and horror would never dream of showing an actual penis. Phallic symbols only, please! No actual phalloi!

So I would love to see a superhero tale where sex is not only allowed, but it’s front and center, and central to the plot.

I am sure there is porn out there like that, but porn sucks. I mean something with a real plot, a good story arc, decent acting, and so forth.

I am telling you, if I was a billionaire, I would make the most gorgeous smut in the world. Marvelous, energetic, sex-positive, joyous porn with beautiful sets, top notch acting, expert cinematography, and a message of total sexual liberation for all.

You can have what you really want! It’s OK! Everybody does here. Whatever you really want, someone here wants to give you!

It would be like Fantasy Island but with real fantasies.

Hopefully, you all feel better now, because my vid today is about depression.

Like I say in the vid, I have avoided dragging my depression into my vids, but I got back from today’s therapy appointment, where I had talked a bunch about emotions as information and how in order to complete the emotional cycle and actually release an emotion, someone has to receive said information, and that got me thinking, and I decided to go ahead and do an honest talk about my own depression as today’s vid.

And it felt good. It felt, in fact, kind of like a confession. Like I got something off my chest and now that it is out there, I can stop feeling ashamed of it. It’s the truth and it’s nothing to be ashamed of and by telling that to others, I come a lot closer to believing it myself.

Funny how that works. Sometimes we need others to believe us before we believe ourselves.

Odds are, I will do more of them. I am in an introspective mood lately and I feel like letting things out. Recovery is like one long and difficult birthing process, where through pain and sweat and blood, we give birth to our demons and thus rid ourselves of them.

That might sound a little gross, but trust me, it’s not as bad as the first metaphor I thought of.

Talked with my therapist today about my gender issues. I told him that certain things made me feel like I was between genders. He disagreed, and said I am not between genders, I just have a rather traditional and culturally received notion of what it means to be a man.

And he’s right. It’s a lit embarrassing for an enlightened liberal intellectual like myself to realize that I have been the victim of cultural stereotyping, but I have.

I still don’t feel like I have quite hit the nail on the head with this, though. I know that there is a great sadness and anger, a crying rage, attached to this issue in my mind but I have not yet found the way to release it.

I will keep looking.