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offline Tony Danza from Bright Moon on 2018-10-06 22:50 [#02562803]
Points: 1217 Status: Regular

Monroe's premature death raised one haunting question for
the men who were, in their own fantasy, her lovers, for the
men who had masturbated over those pictures of exquisite
female compliance: was it possible, could it be, that she
hadn't liked It all along—It—the It they had been doing
to her, how many millions of times? Had those smiles been
masks covering despair or rage? If so, how endangered they
had been to be deceived, so fragile and exposed in their
masturbatory delight, as if she could leap out from those
photos of what was now a corpse and take the revenge they
knew she deserved. There arose the male imperative that
Monroe must not be a suicide. Norman Mailer, savior of
masculine privilege and pride on many fronts, took up the
challenge by theorizing that Monroe may have been killed by
the FBI, or CIA, or whoever killed the Kennedys, because she
had been mistress to one or both. Conspiracy was a cheerful
and comforting thought to those who had wanted to slam into
her until she expired, female death and female ecstasy being
synonymous in the world of male metaphor. But they did not
want her dead yet, not really dead, not while the illusion
of her open invitation was so absolutely compelling. In
fact, her lovers in both flesh and fantasy had fucked her to
death, and her apparent suicide stood at once as accusation
and answer: no, Marilyn Monroe, the ideal sexual female, had
not liked it.


online RussellDust on 2018-10-06 23:00 [#02562807]
Points: 13630 Status: Addict

After getting bored, bored of her crushing small animals in
order for me to come, I asked her if she would mind small
incisions. “Imagine you’d just trampled a guinea pig and
shoved it up your cunt” I said, “I could cut small holes
in you and fuck them”. She seemed unfazed. “How much?”
she beamed. At that point I knew there was something wrong
with my mum.


online RussellDust on 2018-10-06 23:18 [#02562814]
Points: 13630 Status: Addict

“Provocative bullshit”

“Insight at its most grandiose”

“The arch is messy”

“You can’t relate to the characters”

“Poignant and crushing”

“A page turner”


offline Cliff Glitchard from DEEP DOWN INSIDE on 2018-10-06 23:24 [#02562815]
Points: 3871 Status: Regular

It's true but she was one sexy bitch.

TBF so was Monroe.


online RussellDust on 2018-10-06 23:27 [#02562816]
Points: 13630 Status: Addict



offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2018-10-07 00:03 [#02562820]
Points: 23249 Status: Addict | Followup to Tony Danza: #02562803

That's a rather dim appraisal of male sexuality,


offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2018-10-07 00:06 [#02562821]
Points: 23249 Status: Addict | Followup to RussellDust: #02562807

lol where is that from?


offline wavephace from Aspiring Moderator on 2018-10-07 02:20 [#02562829]
Points: 2781 Status: Lurker

based on the 2rd and 3th hand accounts of her ideas which
ive read and seen on you tube videos there mite b
significant intellectually dishonest elements in her
thinking but shes seems like such a tragicomic figure u cant
rly regard her as anythign but a silly goose⊂◉‿◉つ

actually i have 1 of her novels i will read at some time


offline Tony Danza from Bright Moon on 2018-10-07 17:50 [#02562873]
Points: 1217 Status: Regular

The accounts of rape, wife beating, forced childbearing,
medical butchering, sex-motivated murder, forced
prostitution, physical mutilation, sadistic psychological
abuse, and the other commonplaces of female experience that
are excavated from the past or given by contemporary
survivors should leave the heart seared, the mind in
anguish, the conscience in upheaval. But they do not. No
matter how often these stories are told, with whatever
clarity or eloquence, bitterness or sorrow, they might as
well have been whispered in wind or written in sand: they
disappear, as if they were nothing. The tellers and the
stories are ignored or ridiculed, threatened back into
silence or destroyed, and the experience of female suffering
is buried in cultural invisibility and contempt. Because
women's testimony is not and cannot be validated by the
witness of men who have experienced the same events and
given them the same value, the very reality of abuse
sustained by women, despite its overwhelming pervasiveness
and constancy, is negated. It is negated in the transactions
of everyday life, and it is negated in the history books,
left out, and it is negated by those who claim to care about
suffering but are blind to this suffering.

The problem, simply stated, is that one must believe in the
existence of the person in order to recognize the
authenticity of her suffering. Neither men nor women believe
in the existence of women as significant beings. It is
impossible to remember as real the suffering of someone who
by definition has no legitimate claim to dignity or freedom,
someone who is in fact viewed as some thing, an object or an
absence. And if a woman, an individual woman multiplied by
billions, does not believe in her own discrete existence and
therefore cannot credit the authenticity of her own
suffering, she is erased, canceled out, and the meaning of
her life, whatever it is, whatever it might have been, is
lost. This loss cannot be calculated or comprehended. It is
vast and awful, and nothing will ever make up for it.


offline Indeksical from Phobiazero Damage Control (United Kingdom) on 2018-10-07 18:19 [#02562874]
Points: 9794 Status: Lurker | Show recordbag

She's got a right chip on her shoulder hasn't she.


offline Tony Danza from Bright Moon on 2018-10-07 19:04 [#02562875]
Points: 1217 Status: Regular | Followup to Indeksical: #02562874



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