First with Covid and now with Ukraine, a new and extraordinary truth has been revealed to this brave new world :
Global consensus is possible. And it can form overnight.
Think of how rapidly the entire world – EVERYBODY – was in sync about Putin’s illegal invasion of Ukraine being completely wrong and how rapidly we all came together to oppose him by so far peaceful – but forceful – means.
Bet he didn’t see THAT coming. Who did?
But this is the new normal, people. This is the way of the future. The world can unite against a common threat like never before, and it doesn’t take treaties, organizations, conferences, summits. or multilateral commissions.
All it takes is the internet.
That is quite clearly what has brought this about. The global village is real. The internet has a culture of its own and it’s not just dick jokes and sick memes.
It’s a primitive but functional living organism in which free individuals are the neurons in the planet’s nascent brain and the internet is the nervous system.
It started with atomization. We all know about how the internet both isolates and unites people. I don’t know any of my neighbors but I have friends all over the world. I don’t know there’s a municipal election going on, but I know about a national election going on halfway around the world. I don’t watch the same TV shows as everyone else, but I have seen the same clips.
That’s been well known since the 90’s. But it turns out that was just the beginning. When we all atomized thanks to having the internet in our pockets all the time, we immediately dissolved into this new medium and became part of a super-saturated liquid primed for crystallization.
Drop in a common threat, and bingo : global consensus and a unified will emerge from seemingly nowhere and we all respond as one.
No force was necessary. Nobody conquered anything. We didn’t need to form a single world government and it sure as hell had nothing to do with politicians.
In the end, all it took was removing the barriers between people then waiting as the waters of all nations mixed together into a single salty sea.
And we are all grains of salt in that sea.
Does my big humanist heart a lot of good, to be honest. This is exactly what dreamers like me have been talking about forever. How when the walls between us come down, we truly are one tribe, one nation, one species. How unity is the truth and it is hatred and division that are lies. How when the chips are down. we all pull together, whether it’s a natural disaster or a global pandemic.
Turns out we’re a pretty great species after all.
And we’ve only just started out on this journey. Once we have taken care of Putin, maybe we will move as one against climate change and shove THAT into the Recycling Bin of history once and for all.
We know we can do it now. We are feeling our power. We know that as a species, there is nothing we can’t do.
And the dinosaur graveyard that is politics will either catch up – or die.
More after the break.
Quick link : a very excellent gay furry porn comic.
Some NSFW but mostly just a well written story.
Not that kind of kinky
I just can’t see myself being part of the BDSM community. There is just no place for me there. I am extremely supportive of it. I will defend it from the ignorant and hateful to my dying breath and then I’ll haunt their asses.
But it’s just not for me.
To put it simply : I am too nice to be dominant and too stubborn and willful to be any kind of submissive.
I definitely have no desire to control or hurt people. That just seems like a lot of work and responsibility to take on just to do something I don’t wanna do anyhow.
I want sex to be warm and happy and affectionate and intimate. Two souls finding each other in the dark and sharing the fleeting moments of deep connection that cannot be achieved any other way.
BDSM is like, the exact opposite of that. It’s all mean and angry and reptile brain. It is inimical to any real kind of intimacy (except afterwards, I guess) and to me it goes in the precisely wrong direction, away from anything I want.
And yes, I know it’s all just pretend. But I don’t want to pretend that way.
Being any sort of submissive is right out for me as well. Don’t even go there. I am (mostly) proud of being one stubborn, indomitable, untamable bitch.
If someone thought for one freaking second they could dominate me, I would greatly enjoy disabusing them of that notion. I have been ferociously and freely myself for my entire life and I ain’t looking to change that.
I can’t be forced, coerced, contained, restrained, arm-twisted, enlisted, squeezed out, turned about, compromised, hypnotized, misdirected, disaffected, or trapped.
To be read by Tommy Lee Jones.
And I know I might get along better if I was more flexible, but that just isn’t me.
I might have self esteem issues but I got an awful lot of stubborn pride too, and I will throw myself on your funeral pyre before I will knuckle under in any way.
All that said, I can be quite accommodating. I’m a people pleaser by nature and I love to make people happy. It doesn’t bother me to do what I am told if it is being told by the right person, and I have no problem being the junior partner either.
But don’t push me. And know that no matter what my role is or how sweet I am being, I choose my actions and do as I will at all times.
So if I ever seem submissive, it’s because I like you and want to make you happy.
Ditto on if I seem dominant, come to think of it.
I can play any part. But I choose all my roles.
And if I don’t like how things are turning out, I will disappear like a puff of smoke.
You can have my love, my affection, my admiration, my respect, even my loyalty.
But you can’t have my subservience. Nobody can.
Not even me.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.