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Anthony Bourdain-Sex and an Omelet

The Erotic Literary Salon’s tribute to Anthony Bourdain:

Jacques Pépin’s famous omelet techniques:

Tonight-Feb 16-Tuesday-The Erotic Literary Salon-Live, FREE Audio-Monica Day-Valentine’s Feb. 2015, Viagra Bill-Permission

Bill – Men forced to get permission for Viagra.Tonight Monica Day will celebrate another Valentine’s Day at the Erotic Literary Salon-Live. In her own words, “Five years ago, when Susana Mayer asked me to be the featured reader for the Valentine’s month at The Erotic Literary Salon, I had to confess to her that I didn‘t like the holiday — but she wasn’t phased. She said to just tell the truth — and I have, every year, sometimes painfully so. This was last year’s Valentine’s performance…I just listened to it, with a new love sitting beside me — and couldn’t help but notice that I suddenly have much of what I wanted in this poem. What a difference a year can make.

I still think it’s a bullshit holiday, don’t get me wrong. But there’s nothing bullshit about love when it runs deeper than flowers and chocolate. Nothing at all.” Audio – I Want To Write You A Love Poem. By Monica Day. Recorded Live at The Erotic Literary Salon, February 2015. https://soundcloud.com/monicaday/i-want-to-write-you-a-love-poem?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook

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Kentucky lawmaker’s bill forces men to get note from wives before purchasing Viagra

Rep. Mary Lou Marzian, a Louisville Democrat, has introduced a bill that would force men who want to use erectile dysfunction drugs to meet a number of requirements. (Photo courtesy of Kentucky State Legislature)

Tired of what she considers the government inserting itself into women’s private lives, a Kentucky lawmaker has decided to return the favor.

Rep. Mary Lou Marzian, a Louisville Democrat, has introduced a bill that would force men who want to use erectile dysfunction drugs to jump through a series of humiliating hoops beforehand, such as visiting a doctor twice and getting notes from their wives.

“I want to protect these men from themselves,” Marzian, who is a nurse, told the Courier-Journal.

“This is about family values,” she added.

Mazian told Fox affiliate WDRB that House Bill 396 would also require that someone seeking Viagra, Cialis, Levitra or Avanafil “make a sworn statement with his hand on a Bible that he will only use a prescription for a drug for erectile dysfunction when having sexual relations with his current spouse.”

“I started thinking, ‘How would this body of men feel if the government was injecting [itself] into their private medical decisions,’ ” she added.

Marzian’s proposal arrives a week after Kentucky Gov. Matt Bevin (R) signed a bill requiring women to consult with a doctor at least 24 hours before an abortion, according to the Courier-Journal. The “informed consent” bill, as it was labeled, passed with 92 “yes” votes on Jan. 28, according to WDRB.  Marzian was one of three members of the Kentucky House to vote against the law, the station noted.

An abortion rights supporter, Marzian has argued that government should not be able to interfere with people’s medical decisions. She told WDRB that her proposal was also inspired by her fellow lawmakers’ values.

“We are very ‘family values’ in the Kentucky General Assembly — they are all awash in Christian family values, so that’s why I put that part in there that [erectile pills] can only be used in a marital relationship,” she said.

Marzian admitted to the station that her bill is more symbolic than serious and she doesn’t expect it to receive much support. And yet, she told the Courier-Journal, she isn’t done introducing provocative proposals.

The lawmaker told the paper that she intends to introduce a bill that would require gun buyers to get counseling from victims of gun violence 24 hours ahead of a firearms purchase.

“I’m just making sure the government is taking care of your safety,” she said.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/morning-mix/wp/2016/02/14/kentucky-lawmakers-bill-forces-men-to-get-note-from-wives-before-purchasing-viagra/?hpid=hp_hp-more-top-stories_kentucky-viagra-510pm%3Ahomepage%2Fstory

UNOFFICIAL COPY (of Bill) AS OF 02/11/16 16 REG. SESS. 
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AN ACT relating to prescription drugs for erectile dysfunction. WHEREAS, erectile dysfunction treatments include Viagra, Cialis, Levitra, and Avanafil; and WHEREAS, other medications for treatment of erectile dysfunction include self-injections, urethral suppository, and testosterone replacement; and WHEREAS, alternative treatments for erectile dysfunction include penis pumps,  penile implants, blood vessel surgery, and psychological counseling; and WHEREAS, complications resulting from erectile dysfunction can include an unsatisfactory sex life, stress or anxiety, embarrassment or low self-esteem, relationship  problems, and the inability to get your partner pregnant; and WHEREAS, risk factors that contribute to erectile dysfunction include medical conditions such as diabetes or heart conditions, tobacco use, being overweight, certain medical treatments, medications, psychologic conditions, drug and alcohol use, and  prolonged bicycling; and WHEREAS, erectile dysfunction treatments can cause serious side effects such as an erection that will not go away and lasts more than four hours, sudden vision loss in one or both eyes, and sudden hearing decrease or hearing loss; and WHEREAS, the most common side effects of erectile dysfunction treatments are headaches, flushing, upset stomach, abnormal vision, stuffy or runny nose, back pain, muscle pain, nausea, dizziness, and rash; and WHEREAS, erectile dysfunction treatments may affect the way other medicines work, and other medicines may affect the way erectile dysfunction treatments work, which could cause side effects;  NOW, THEREFORE, 
Be it enacted by the General Assembly of the Commonwealth of Kentucky: 

Super Nonsense – Superbowl A Magnet for Sex Trafficking?

Please read both articles, they both offer important information on a most horrific problem – Sex Trafficking

Excerpt from NY Times Article:

The Super Bowl and Sex Trafficking

…declaring that the Super Bowl is “the largest human-trafficking event on the planet.”

…The problem is that there is no substantiation of these claims. The rhetoric turns out to be just that.

No data actually support the notion that increased sex trafficking accompanies the Super Bowl. The Global Alliance Against Traffic in Women, a network of nongovernmental organizations, published a report in 2011 examining the record on sex trafficking related to World Cup soccer games, the Olympics and the Super Bowl. It found that, “despite massive media attention, law enforcement measures and efforts by prostitution abolitionist groups, there is no empirical evidence that trafficking for prostitution increases around large sporting events.”

Read Entire Article:

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/02/01/opinion/the-super-bowl-of-sex-trafficking.html?hp&rref=opinion&_r=0

An article from a well informed, respect sex therapist, Dr. Marty Klein, who knows stats and uses them to prove his points. His free newsletter Sexual Intelligence (TM) is a must read if you are interested in sex.

The following is an excerpt from his article:

Superbowl A Magnet for Sex Trafficking? Super Nonsense

…Unfortunately, that’s exactly why “raising awareness” about sex trafficking in America ISN’T harmless—it’s diverting money, time, and attention to a barely-existing problem, encouraging politicians and the public to ignore more important issues—like unintended pregnancy, domestic violence, and a lack of prenatal medical care for poor teens.

Calling prostitutes of any age victims of trafficking is an insult to those who really are kidnapped or tricked into sexual slavery. And lying about the Superbowl’s magnetism for the worst kind of criminality—when the numbers clearly show otherwise—is a disservice to every parent, every teen, and every taxpayer. It’s the latest example of the Sexual Disaster Industry expanding its product line.

To repeat, real human trafficking is horrendous. We should be grateful that with all of America’s problems, sex trafficking victimizes such a tiny number of people.

Read the entire article here:

https://sexualintelligence.wordpress.com/2014/01/31/superbowl-a-magnet-for-sex-trafficking-super-nonsense/?utm_source=SI+%23168–February%2C+2014&utm_campaign=%23168+February+2014&utm_medium=email

Art in the Olympics – Erotic Twitter Haiku championships?

True story – we once had arts olympians. The following story was published in the New York Times regarding this competition. I’m not certain the judging of erotic verse/poetry could be done fairly, but it certainly would bring notoriety to the genre.

The New York Times
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February 19, 2010
When There Were Arts Olympians
By CHARLES ISHERWOOD
Probably few of the millions slumping in front of the flat-screen this week, skipping the gym to watch their bodily betters perform hair-raising feats of athletic prowess in the Vancouver slush, are aware that in the first half of the 20th century, the modern Olympics also included arts competitions.
The dream of uniting sport and art, as they were once paired in the original Greek Olympiads, was in fact central to the mission of Baron Pierre de Coubertin, the godfather of the Games. The goal was “to reunite in the bonds of legitimate wedlock a long-divorced couple — Muscle and Mind,” the baron loftily announced to an organizing committee in an early attempt to get the idea off the ground. But while the first athletic competitions got under way in Athens in 1896, it was not until the Stockholm Games in 1912 that medals would be given for architecture, sculpture, painting, music and literature.
Even then, the baron’s battle to keep the marriage intact encountered some tough sledding. The Swedish organizers of the Games were none too keen on the idea, arguing that judging art was a far slippier proposition than figuring out who threw the discus farthest. Still, the baron had his way. The arts Games were on, and continued until 1948. The animating idea was to award the prizes to work directly inspired by sport — a limitation that may have helped lead to their eventual demise. How many statues of muscle-bound athletes, how many paeans to the glory of manly competition, can the world really be expected to celebrate? (Although the culture competitions ended, festivals of arts associated with the Olympics have continued, with little more fanfare. Would anyone have taken note of this year’s if the Canadian poet laureate hadn’t skipped out, taking with him his lyric about the absence of female ski-jumping in the Games?)
In his appositely titled book “The Forgotten Olympic Art Competitions,” Richard Stanton relates the details of this obscure byway of cultural history in enthusiastic prose. Who knew that Walter Winans, a Russian-born aristocrat who maintained United States citizenship despite living mostly abroad, was the only Olympian to win medals in both sporting and cultural competition in the same Olympiad? In the 1912 games he took home the silver for the United States in “Team Running Deer — Single Shot” (since eliminated, we believe) and the gold medal for sculpture for “An American Trotter.”
Few immortals swim through the book’s pages. Jack Butler Yeats — younger brother of the poet W.B. — won the silver medal at the Paris competition in 1924 for “Natation (Swimming).” (Although the elder Yeats’s renown has far outstripped his brother’s, fellow Irishman Samuel Beckett was an admirer, and even wrote a poem celebrating his work.) Josef Suk, the lone musical winner at the 1932 Los Angeles games, was a noted Czech composer and a student and son-in-law of Antonin Dvorak.
But does anyone still play the “Olympic Symphony” by Zbigniew Turski, a prize winner in the last competition, in London in 1948? Does anyone play anything by Zbigniew Turski? Somehow typical is this forlorn confession from Mr. Stanton, relating to the Finnish poet Aale Tynni, who won the top prize for literature in the last games: “As of this time, a copy of her gold medal poem ‘Hellaan Laakeri’ has not been located.” Sic transit gloria Tynni.
The dubiousness of judging aesthetic achievement by committee has been a common subject for complaint ever since awards began proliferating like wildflowers in the last half-century. The highly politicized nature of international competition only added to the problem, as becomes blindingly clear when you scan the list of arts winners from the infamous 1936 Games in Berlin.
Man, those Germans and Austrians cleaned up! Austria took gold and bronze for architecture, Germany silver. Germany won all three medals for songs for soloist or choir, with or without instrumental accompaniment, as well as gold for lyric writing and silver for epic, gold for relief sculpture, two of three awards for town planning (shudder) and more. Who knew home-field advantage could extend so thoroughly into the aesthetic spheres?
It’s funny to imagine who might have “podiumed” in the arts categories had the competition continued for the rest of the 20th century. LeRoy Neiman, the painter known for his celebratory images of sports greats, might well have been awash in medals, the Michael Phelps of oils. Perhaps Barry De Vorzon and Perry Botkin Jr. would have joined Zbigniew Turski in the Olympian musical ranks, for the sentimental strains that long accompanied the title credits to “The Young and the Restless,” and later became known as “Nadia’s Theme,” in tribute to the gymnast Nadia Comaneci. Might the lyric winner for the 1998 winter Olympics have been a tribute to the infamous skating scandal of the previous games, something titled “The Ballad of Tonya and Nancy”?
In keeping with Baron de Coubertin’s dream of truly uniting the worlds of art and sport, I’d like to fancifully suggest that a resurrected arts competition blend disciplines, mixing the skills of Olympic sport with the aesthetics of the new century. One event could be the textathlon, which would involve high-speed texting while skiing, with random breaks for shooting, of course. There could be a competition for Twitter haiku, to be composed while hurtling through the icy chutes of the luge.
But the dream that excites me most is this inspiration, which came upon me as I sat transfixed by boredom and confusion for a couple of hours last week, watching the women’s curling competition. Fanfare please: drag queen curling.
Yes, since curling, that curious combination of skating, shuffleboard and housework, has managed to hold on for dear life as a winter Olympic sport, we may as well accept it. But why not heighten the fun by allowing international teams of drag queens to compete, thus sexing up the game with the sequins, feathers and splashy vulgarity that make watching ice-skating such a voluptuous wallow in expert athleticism and spectacularly bad taste?
A few rules would have to be amended. Someone would have to invent a spike-heeled shoe that would not puncture the ice. And instead of using those little implements to scrub away at the ice to change the speed and direction of the “stones” — drag queens do not sweep — maybe the same effect could be achieved by having the competitors gently sway the movement by hurling heated imprecations in their way. “Do not even think of slowing down now, honey!” Color commentary by RuPaul, of course.

The New York TimesPrinter Friendly Format Sponsored By
February 19, 2010When There Were Arts OlympiansBy CHARLES ISHERWOOD
Probably few of the millions slumping in front of the flat-screen this week, skipping the gym to watch their bodily betters perform hair-raising feats of athletic prowess in the Vancouver slush, are aware that in the first half of the 20th century, the modern Olympics also included arts competitions.
The dream of uniting sport and art, as they were once paired in the original Greek Olympiads, was in fact central to the mission of Baron Pierre de Coubertin, the godfather of the Games. The goal was “to reunite in the bonds of legitimate wedlock a long-divorced couple — Muscle and Mind,” the baron loftily announced to an organizing committee in an early attempt to get the idea off the ground. But while the first athletic competitions got under way in Athens in 1896, it was not until the Stockholm Games in 1912 that medals would be given for architecture, sculpture, painting, music and literature.
Even then, the baron’s battle to keep the marriage intact encountered some tough sledding. The Swedish organizers of the Games were none too keen on the idea, arguing that judging art was a far slippier proposition than figuring out who threw the discus farthest. Still, the baron had his way. The arts Games were on, and continued until 1948. The animating idea was to award the prizes to work directly inspired by sport — a limitation that may have helped lead to their eventual demise. How many statues of muscle-bound athletes, how many paeans to the glory of manly competition, can the world really be expected to celebrate? (Although the culture competitions ended, festivals of arts associated with the Olympics have continued, with little more fanfare. Would anyone have taken note of this year’s if the Canadian poet laureate hadn’t skipped out, taking with him his lyric about the absence of female ski-jumping in the Games?)
In his appositely titled book “The Forgotten Olympic Art Competitions,” Richard Stanton relates the details of this obscure byway of cultural history in enthusiastic prose. Who knew that Walter Winans, a Russian-born aristocrat who maintained United States citizenship despite living mostly abroad, was the only Olympian to win medals in both sporting and cultural competition in the same Olympiad? In the 1912 games he took home the silver for the United States in “Team Running Deer — Single Shot” (since eliminated, we believe) and the gold medal for sculpture for “An American Trotter.”
Few immortals swim through the book’s pages. Jack Butler Yeats — younger brother of the poet W.B. — won the silver medal at the Paris competition in 1924 for “Natation (Swimming).” (Although the elder Yeats’s renown has far outstripped his brother’s, fellow Irishman Samuel Beckett was an admirer, and even wrote a poem celebrating his work.) Josef Suk, the lone musical winner at the 1932 Los Angeles games, was a noted Czech composer and a student and son-in-law of Antonin Dvorak.
But does anyone still play the “Olympic Symphony” by Zbigniew Turski, a prize winner in the last competition, in London in 1948? Does anyone play anything by Zbigniew Turski? Somehow typical is this forlorn confession from Mr. Stanton, relating to the Finnish poet Aale Tynni, who won the top prize for literature in the last games: “As of this time, a copy of her gold medal poem ‘Hellaan Laakeri’ has not been located.” Sic transit gloria Tynni.
The dubiousness of judging aesthetic achievement by committee has been a common subject for complaint ever since awards began proliferating like wildflowers in the last half-century. The highly politicized nature of international competition only added to the problem, as becomes blindingly clear when you scan the list of arts winners from the infamous 1936 Games in Berlin.
Man, those Germans and Austrians cleaned up! Austria took gold and bronze for architecture, Germany silver. Germany won all three medals for songs for soloist or choir, with or without instrumental accompaniment, as well as gold for lyric writing and silver for epic, gold for relief sculpture, two of three awards for town planning (shudder) and more. Who knew home-field advantage could extend so thoroughly into the aesthetic spheres?
It’s funny to imagine who might have “podiumed” in the arts categories had the competition continued for the rest of the 20th century. LeRoy Neiman, the painter known for his celebratory images of sports greats, might well have been awash in medals, the Michael Phelps of oils. Perhaps Barry De Vorzon and Perry Botkin Jr. would have joined Zbigniew Turski in the Olympian musical ranks, for the sentimental strains that long accompanied the title credits to “The Young and the Restless,” and later became known as “Nadia’s Theme,” in tribute to the gymnast Nadia Comaneci. Might the lyric winner for the 1998 winter Olympics have been a tribute to the infamous skating scandal of the previous games, something titled “The Ballad of Tonya and Nancy”?
In keeping with Baron de Coubertin’s dream of truly uniting the worlds of art and sport, I’d like to fancifully suggest that a resurrected arts competition blend disciplines, mixing the skills of Olympic sport with the aesthetics of the new century. One event could be the textathlon, which would involve high-speed texting while skiing, with random breaks for shooting, of course. There could be a competition for Twitter haiku, to be composed while hurtling through the icy chutes of the luge.
But the dream that excites me most is this inspiration, which came upon me as I sat transfixed by boredom and confusion for a couple of hours last week, watching the women’s curling competition. Fanfare please: drag queen curling.
Yes, since curling, that curious combination of skating, shuffleboard and housework, has managed to hold on for dear life as a winter Olympic sport, we may as well accept it. But why not heighten the fun by allowing international teams of drag queens to compete, thus sexing up the game with the sequins, feathers and splashy vulgarity that make watching ice-skating such a voluptuous wallow in expert athleticism and spectacularly bad taste?
A few rules would have to be amended. Someone would have to invent a spike-heeled shoe that would not puncture the ice. And instead of using those little implements to scrub away at the ice to change the speed and direction of the “stones” — drag queens do not sweep — maybe the same effect could be achieved by having the competitors gently sway the movement by hurling heated imprecations in their way. “Do not even think of slowing down now, honey!” Color commentary by RuPaul, of course.