We’ve all seen it. You’re huffing and puffing away on the elliptical machine, red-faced, sweat dampening your ampits and hair sticking to your forehead. That girl over there, two machines over, looks cute. She’s wearing eyeshadow. And blush. And oh my God, is she wearing lipstick to exercise?! Keep reading »
“I haven’t always been open but I always felt lucky that there was something in my life that I felt passionate about. I think most people don’t feel that way about sex. But yeah, I’ve had a dungeon in my house for the past 20 years. … Both me and my girlfriend [who is a dominatrix] are kind of missionaries. I think it should be talked about. It should be out in the open because people don’t enjoy their desires enough. You’re allowed to do whatever the fuck you want as long as it’s consensual. You might as well live out your fantasies and not be ashamed of it.”
I’ve never listened to NOFX, so I had never heard of Fat Mike (aka Mike Burkett). But now I’m kind of in love with his mind right now. The singer spoke to VICE about a new record and had a whole conversation about being kinky and into BDSM — that’s bondage, dominance and sadomasochism. Everything he’s saying here is stuff I’ve wanted to scream from the rooftops. After the jump, he talks about the persecution of BDSM as a “deviant sexuality.” Keep reading »
Today, The Washington Post ran a column praising 17-year-old Olympic gold medalist Missy Franklin as a tenacious athlete. In fact, you could describe columinist Sally Jenkins’ piece as gushing. So it’s unfortunate in an otherwise awe-filled piece that Jenkins’ made a poor choice of words (emphasis mine):
This was her first Olympic gold medal attempt in a grueling program of seven planned events — and on top of that, she had had to swim a semifinal heat in the 200 freestyle less than 15 minutes earlier. But with about 25 meters to go in the backstroke, a mean girl took possession of her.
Whoa, hold up. Why does winning have anything to do with being a “mean girl”? Keep reading »